#Marc guiu smut

[cubarsis]

—showing loving | m. guiu paz

synposis : Marc copes with his girlfriend after being jealous

genre : smut & fluff | mdni

warnings : piv, soft dom Marc, oral (f!receiving), fingering, dirty talk, creampie, marking

MARC‘S JAW CLENCHED as he watched the younger player at La Masia flirt shamelessly with his girlfriend.

The boy’s eyes lingered a little too long on her for Marc‘s liking, and her boyfriend felt a surge of jealousy boiling inside him. He couldn’t help but feel threatened by the attention she was receiving from someone else, especially someone younger and seemingly more confident.

As Marc and his girlfriend arrived home, the tension from the encounter at La Masia still lingered in the air. Unable to contain his frustration any longer, Marc pulled her into a passionate kiss, his tongue slipping eagerly into her mouth.

Breaking the kiss, Marc’s voice was laced with a hint of bitterness as he voiced his concerns.

“Did you see the way that younger player was looking at you?”

he asked, his tone tinged with jealousy.

“It’s like he doesn’t even respect the fact that you’re mine.”

As Marc’s lips fervently pressed against hers, his tongue sought entrance, teasing the seam of her lips until they parted eagerly, inviting him in. With a low groan of satisfaction, Marc’s tongue slipped past the barrier, tangling with hers, causing a heated feeling in his guts and forming on his cheeks.

Their tongues intertwined, exploring each other with a fervor that bordered on desperation. Marc’s movements were possessive, his touch leaving no doubt as to his claim over her as he touched his girlfriend all over.

Marc occasionally chuckles into the kisses whenever she squeaks a ‚marc‘ everytime he touches and squeezes around her body.

As their heated make out session escalated, Marc’s desire surged, his need to possess her driving him to take things further. With a little to no effort, he swept her up into his arms, his muscles flexing as he carried her towards the bedroom.

With each step, Marc showered her neck with wet, open mouthed kisses along her skin, unable to leave her alone. His mouth moved hungrily over her, tasting her essence as if he couldn’t get enough, his desire for her consuming him completely.

His girlfriend gasped with delight, her fingers tangling in his hair as she surrendered herself to his passion. The sensation of being held in his strong arms, coupled with the feel of his kisses and jealousy, sent shivers of arousal coursing through her body.

As Marc undressed his girlfriend with a mixture of desire and possessiveness, his heart pounded with a tumultuous mix of emotions. He couldn’t shake the feeling of jealousy that gnawed at him, fueling his desire to claim her as his own.

With each piece of clothing that he removed, Marc’s eyes burned with intensity as he gazed upon her, his desire for her undeniable.

“Look how beautiful you are, such a pretty woman I’ve got all for myself,” he murmured, his voice husky with desire. “No one else gets to see you like this.”

“Oh, really?” she teased, her voice laced with mischief. “What about that new player from La Masia? I saw the way he was looking at me.”

Marc’s jaw clenched with jealousy at the mention of the other player, his grip tightening possessively around her waist. “He’s nothing compared to me,” he growled, his voice tinged with possessive pride. “I’m the only one who gets to see you like this.”

With a playful glint in her eye, his girlfriend leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear in a whisper. “I know that, Marc,” she murmured. “You’re the only one who can make me feel like this.”

„Now let me make you feel good, yeah ?“ he asked, receiving a nod by his beloved and finally discarding her bra and soaked panties.

“I don’t want him to think about your pretty tits,“ Marc murmured before grabbing one between his fingers and kissing around her nipple on the other side. “But I bet he does, bet he wonders how nice they feel and how good they taste.“

Teasing one bud with his thumb, Marc rubs the bare skin of her side up and down until he halts at her hips. “I‘m sure he wondered about what cute little panties you’re are wearing, but I also hope he wonders about how I fuck you at night.“

But feeling utterly aroused by his talk and actions, his girlfriend kicks lightly into his side. “Don’t think about it too much Marc, touch me.“

And Marc is quick to do so, pulling his girlfriend to the edge of the bed by her legs, he sank to his knees between her thighs. One leg is lifted above his shoulder where he started to kiss her calve up to her inner thigh.

Ever the gentleman, Marc of course noticed the wet patch on her panties, kissing her clit lovingly over the cotton before licking a little strip up to it. “Can even taste you above your panties, does me being possessive of you turn you on ?“ Marc asks rhetorical, playing with her waist band a little longer.

Finally he discarded the last clothing article off her body, carefully peeling it off and watching some strings of wetness connecting to it. In pure bliss of the sight, Marc groans. Making a mental note of teasing her more often above her clothes, before he finally attached his lips to her swollen clit.

“Gosh Marc…,“ the woman above him pants out. The attempt of closing her legs blocked by his arms and hands that move quickly to keep her thighs open, laying her legs to rest on his broad shoulders.

After what felt like eternity to her boyfriend, he finally was able to indulge himself in her sweet taste. With soft kitten licks, Marc bathed the soft bundle of nerves he could spend hours of mouthing on. Happy with all the sounds he adores from his girlfriend.

„That’s right, give yourself to me baby.“

Marc grunts in delight as she grabbed his soft, short hair. Those sounds mixed with his sucking, smacking and slurping creating a filthy, intimate atmosphere Marc has been longing for quite a while. His soft humming adding a nice vibration that runs through his girlfriends body while he enjoys himself eating her out.

So when Marc decided to taster her after getting his girlfriend even more sopping wet, he curls one arm around her thigh to rub her clit with his fingers while his tongue slips down to dive into her hole. Not before drinking the majority of her juices in, though.

The other strong arm of his moves across her torso, grabbing one of her neglected breasts to stimulate additionally. All while doing this, Marc either closes his eyes to bath in the moment or locks his gaze with hers for the intimate setting he wants to keep by.

When the striker slips his tongue deep inside her and moves the soft muscle around, she can’t help but grow more audible with every passing second. The feeling, the sounds and the view of Marc practically making out with her pussy being all too much.

"I‘m so close, don’t stop,“ she whimpers, thighs twitching and signaling him to keep his work up.

And when she cums on his tongue, it’s almost like her boyfriend is louder than she is. Catching all of her juices in his mouth while groaning, whimpering and breathing heavily against her core. No wonder he’s out of breath when he seemed to be impossible to separated from her cunt.

“Tastes amazing, mi Amor, give me another one when I prep you for the main course, will you ?“ Marc chirps, confidence sky rocketing with the knowledge of the fact that he just made his love feel pure bliss.

Immediately after receiving the second nod, Marc soaks his middle and ring finger in her arousal before pushing them gently into his girlfriend. Contently watching her shut her eyes as he brings her pleasure and stretches her out for him.

She pulls his hair a little tighter, making his scalp ache deliciously in soft pain as he pumps his fingers in and out of her. Occasionally he curls his fingers right against those spongy spots that make her moan a little louder than usual. Looking up at her, she is faced with Marc’s lower face half, covered in her essence he tries to lick off his skin.

With just the right amount of pressure the man rubs circles over her clit again after he decided it‘ll be less sensitive after he first orgasm.

“No one knows your body like I do, this little guy better not come close to you ever again or I’ll have to fight the urge to make out with you in front of him,“

Marc growls with anger tinging his handsome face. But when she looks in his eyes, she is met with nothing but love and admiration for her.

As Marcs‘s digits now purposefully aim for her sweet spots deep inside her core, he presses tiny kisses to her inner thighs. Even sucking and lightly biting until small purple marks form on her skin.

With the lightest brush upwards inside his girlfriend, Marc makes her release another time for the day. Feeling a wave of relaxation wave over him as he removes his fingers to lick them clean and watch his girlfriend‘s heaving chest.

“c‘mon Marc, don’t keep me waiting too long for you now,“ she whines. Having Marc immediately grabbing her waist to move her up the bed.

Marc himself is quick to stand up from his kneeling position. The sight of his messy hair, red knees, lust filled eyes and the bulge in his stained boxers making her legs clench all the more, excited to finally have Marc inside her.

Impatiently Marc tugs his underwear down, his other clothing long banned to the ground of their bedroom. As soon as he pulled his boxers beneath his thighs, his aching length sprung free. His tip glistening with pre and aching for some serious attention.

Gently he raises her hips, placing a soft pillow under her hips and firmly grabbing them as he leaned over her.

“You ready to take me now, babe ?“ Marc asks, replied with a shaky 'yes' from his girlfriend. And Marc doesn’t need to be told twice and directly slips his length smoothly in his girl.

And Marc swore she was made for him and him him only. Feeling so warm and inviting to him that he could never ever resists giving all of his loving towards the woman below him ; he feels so, so good being this close with the woman he loves most.

“Oh god you’re tight, but always seeming like your insides have molded into the shape of my dick, mi amore. No wonder by the way how much love I make to you, though.“

Just like he aimed to, she giggles at the last sentence he made, making not only his shaft but also his heart swell more and more.

Her legs wrap around his lean waist, crossing behind his back and her heels digging into his lower back to get him impossibly closer and deeper inside her. An idea Marc loves so much, that he leans over to her.

With her chest rubbing against his, Marc tugs his face into her neck. Moaning right into her ear as he slams his pelvis against her hips in a steady pace both of them adore.

“I love you baby, I love you so, so much. All mine to love and cherish forever. God you make me feel so good. I don’t think I’m gonna last long,“ the man above her whimpers out. Clearly too worked up from all the foreplay they’ve done.

Nonetheless Marc focuses on the way her body rocks with each of his gentle yet powerful thrusts. His pelvis and happy trail rubbing against her clit for extra stimulation and feeling her hardened nipples moving against his own ; making him close his eyes and whimper out loud.

Unable to properly get some words out, Marc begins to stutter.

“Please, inside ? Can I please cum inside you ?“

And it’s more like begging than asking. Not only drooling over the fact of claiming her this way but also drooling over the mess and cream pie this will create. Even the thought of putting a baby inside his girlfriend crossed his mind, but he is too young. He knows that, so he won’t even introduce that fantasy of his in the near future.

So when his girlfriend tells him yes and please she’s on the pill, Marc can’t compose himself any longer and shoots thick ropes of creamy white inside his girlfriend. Cumming even more than usual, the striker feels his girlfriend milking him with her own orgasm even more, releasing herself when she felt him.

Soon after he collapsed on her, embracing his girl in a warm hug and peppering her with some kisses. “You all good, amor ?“

“Uh huh, feeling amazing,“ she assures her boyfriend. Basking in the after glow and sharing affection between them. Marc secretly even being overly happy to keep his cum a little longer inside her before watching it flow out.

“But seriously, you don’t need to worry about any other guy. You should know you’re the only man for me, Marci,“ and she smacks his head lightly before caressing his scalp.

He only replies with a chuckle. Remaining close and inside her until both of them decide to get up to clean themselves.

cubarsis 24.

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[littlebeluu]

needy for him

marc guiu × female reader

warnings: smut

He looked so hot. He looked so hot laying in that couch wearing only a pair of boxers that you couldn't help but clench your thighs. He was used to doing that, walking around the house in underwear, pretending he didn't know it provoked you. You've never been so attracted to anyone like you were towards Marc. His back and arms were huge although his sport didn't involve having a big upper body. But he trained hard, he was probably the most disciplined person you knew. His abs weren't that marked but his v-line was what made you go feral. It made such a good contrast with his small waist that you couldn't help but constantly imagine wrapping your legs around him. But the cherry on top for you was his happy trail. You find it so sexy that you'd actually get mad whenever he shaved it. Your face dropping when you noticed, and him laughing at you for being so dramatic.

And there he sat, on the couch of your apartment where he would sleep at almost every day. His legs spread and his arms outstretched while he watched some old game that he missed due to training. You walked towards him and looked him in the eyes trying to catch his attention. All you ever wanted was his attention. He kept his eyes on the TV as if he didn't know what you wanted. So you softly caressed his huge thighs and proceeded to sit on his lap. God you loved snuggling on top of him, it would make you feel so tiny.

"Love, you know I'm trying to watch the game" he said barely making eye contact with you. You didn't answer. Instead you began to leave wet kisses on his neck while slowly caressing the back of his hair. You felt him sigh and move a little under you. You knew you had him wrapped around your finger. Marc put his hands on your waist and slowly lifted his big hand under your shirt, lovingly brushing your shoulders with his finger tips. He unclasped your bra and then took your shirt and the bra off, leaving you wearing only your blue undies. You started to grind against him, so horny that all you wanted was to soothe all that desire that has been building in your lower tummy. Marc loved when you dry humped him. He knew that it meant you needed him and he loved to feel needed. The whimpers that he left out were making that funny feeling in your pussy even stronger. The wetness on your panties were staining his boxers. You could see the outline of his cock. His tip was out, and his happy trail was glistening due to his pre-cum and your juices. Sexiest sight ever.

"You're going to kill me one of these days baby"

You looked at him lovingly, there was nothing hotter than the words and sounds he left out whenever he was aroused. You pulled his underwear down and grabbed his shaft, slowly stroking him. He was wet from your mixed juices. You bit your lip looking at it and Marc swears he could have cum just from that look. While lifting your hips you drag his tip in between your folds and whine when it brushes your swollen clit. Marc impatiently thrusts his hips and pushes his cock inside you and you both can't help but moan loudly. It feels like you were made for each other. He grabs your hips with the kind of pressure that you know is going to leave marks tomorrow, but you don't care because it hurts so good. He guides your movements while he sucks your tits, sometimes licking and sometimes biting gently. Your clit would constantly brush over his trimmed pubic hair and you knew you were getting closer and closer.

"I can feel you clenching around me, so needy for me. F-fucking gorgeous"

And he was right, you needed him all the time, at all hours, one right move and he'll have you clenching your thighs while looking at him. You could tell he was about to cum too, he would sometimes shut his eyes and his grip on your hips would be even harder while he quietly cussed. You move your hips faster, with one hand holding onto his shoulder and the other resting on his thigh. The pleasure was so intense that you moved forward, pressing your chest against him and screaming loudly, your orgasm always being better than the previous one, your legs shaking while you feel his spurts of cum fill you up so deep. He groans loudly as his hips uncontrollably thrust into you. You loved that he was so vocal while fucking, never saved a sound to himself.

"I love you Mark" You said while looking into his eyes. His eyes were so beautiful. They were sometimes brown and sometimes amber, and they would wrinkle when he smiled. And right now he was smirking while holding eye contact, his forehead and chest sweaty and his breath heavy.

"I love you even more baby"

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[sports-on-sundays]

countertop make out sesh with marc guiu and someone walks in?🤭

stupid with love / Marc Guiu

Summary: Marc x girlfriend!reader - Sometimes there's a consequence to getting too carried away...

Warnings: well I'm just going to say it may get a little heated, I don't write scenes like this *often* so I hope it's good but we'll see

Requested: Yes.

Author's Note: 🤭 Thank you anon for the request! Sorry if it's not up to your expectation, because I don't write things like this often, but regardless, I hope you enjoy!

"There you are."

You look up from your phone and meet the brown eyes of Marc Guiu, who is standing in the doorway.

He continues into the kitchen, walking closer, "I've been looking for you. Why're you in here? Everyone else is in the living room..."

"I know," you shrug. "It's just... I don't know. It got a little loud."

Marc invited some of his friends, including a lot of the Barcelona guys, to his house for a little hang out. Of course, that also included you, being his girlfriend and all. But that's just it. The only people who know that you're dating are you and him.

And when you haven't seen each other in a while because you're both busy with your work and vacations and obligations, it gets tough to have him right in front of you, but be unable to shower him with love.

"Is everything okay?" he questions, leaning against the counter next to you.

You shrug a bit. "I don't know. I guess. It's just hard, you know... I've missed you, and I have to, you know, pretend to just be your friend, in front of all the guys. I haven't seen you in too long... And it's hard to fake it."

Suddenly, he takes a step so that he's standing in front of you, facing you, instead of next to you. Immediately, with the swift motion, his hands meet your waist, gently, and he says softer, "No, no. I understand. Completely."

And you catch the glint in his eye. "Hey, hey..." you murmur. "Calm down. Maybe we should just..."

"Just what?" he questions, clearly fighting a cheeky smirk. "I've missed you too... you know..." he murmurs, leaning closer. "And I'm sure no one will come into the kitchen... They're all too distracted to even notice we're gone..."

Your eyes search his as you feel your face heating up. "What are you planning on doing, Marc?" you ask softly, not meaning it as an invite, but more just a questioning.

But he takes it as an invite.

Your boyfriend slowly leans in, and gently tucks your hair behind your ear, before his hand returns to your waist. You feel his hot breath tickle your ear as he whispers, "Don't worry... Just enough to show you how much I've missed you..."

"Marc..." you murmur back, "you know this is stupid..."

He chuckles a little, hums, and responds, "Then maybe I'm stupid..." With his hands, he pushes your lower back into the counter, before gently lifting you and slipping you onto the counter, so that your faces are level, since he's taller than you.

And then his smooth, pink lips kiss you right below your ear lobe, and continue with a trail of kisses all down your jawline. You feel yourself heating up as his hands gently glide along your waist.

He leans away a bit, staring at you in your eyes, and you inhale as he leans back in again, and his lips meet yours. He starts kissing you gently, with soft touches of his lips against yours, causing butterflies to fly up in your stomach. But he slowly leans in more, tilting his head, pushing his mouth more into yours in a passionate kiss, telling you how much he's missed you through it. Your heart pounds in your chest as his hands gently slip under your shirt, and grip the bare skin on your waist slightly tighter. You gently allow your lips to slightly part, inviting his tongue to slip inside. His breath is quickened, and you can feel the warmth coming from his body as he presses his strong chest more into you.

Your hands travel to his lower back, and you pull him more into you, feeling the soft fabric of his shirt between your fingers. When Marc finally pulls away, breathing heavier, you warn smoothly, staring into his half-lidded eyes, "Nobody better find us..."

"Stop worrying..." he whispers back, leaning in closer once again. "Give yourself to me. It'll be okay... Just let me have you."

You exhale shakily but nod as your heart rate quickens and his lips meet yours once again, knowing you've reached the point of no return, and there's no going back now. You feel his hands slowly moving higher under your shirt, and a shiver of excitement fills your body as you let yourself melt into him, and you intensely return the emotions in his heated kisses. All the worries flow out of you as trust replaces them, not even caring anymore as the electricity of pleasure fills your body. He then gently nibbles your lip, which gets a shaky gasp out of you, and you clutch his back tighter as he delicately begins to purr about how beautiful you are. How lucky he is have you. And how he can't keep his hands off of you.

The movement of his body over yours makes you feel weak, and you're glad you're sitting on the counter, rather than leaning against it.

"Oh, just shut up..." you say with a soft giggle, your stomach tightening at the subtle, hungry look in his eyes, "and keep kissing me."

He lets out a quiet grunt before responding, "I've missed you so much, love..."

Your breath catches in your throat as his hands trace your torso softly, and he kisses your neck, giving it a gentle nibble. You let out another breathy gasp as your body quivers and he returns to your lips for more fervent kisses. His hands continue to travel further up, softly, and you feel a rush of desire and anticipation run through your whole body at how close to your chest his hands are getting, like he's teasing you.

He pushes in closer with another very soft grunt. Nothing and no one else exists right now other than you and Marc, and the feelings of connection, the shock of electricity, between the two of you.

So that's why it happens to fast and confusing when a voice in the outside world screams, "Ah- whoa! What the actual hell?!" and Marc tears himself away from you.

Your eyes shoot open, and you lean back on your hands on the counter, panting.

And your whole body freezes when your brain catches up, and there is Lamine Yamal, standing in the doorway of the kitchen.

Oh God. It just had to be the sixteen-year-old?!

He looks utterly shocked, and it's Marc who is the first one to act. He suddenly says, "Hey, you better not tell anyone what you just saw!"

"Uh..." is all the boy manages.

"No one. Got it?" Marc asks, his hand still lingering on your thigh, as if he doesn't even realize it.

"I'm, uh... traumatized," comments Lamine, slowly taking a step back.

"Traumatized?" you retort. "Give me a break! And you said you're such a romantic! Why are you even in here, anyway?" You're still hot, and feeling extremely embarrassed and somewhat indignant.

Despite it all, you kind of like Marc's hand gently remaining on you.

"I was just coming in for some snacks!"

You groan, "Marc, he's going to tell everybody!"

"You better not, you-"

"I won't!" Lamine squeals, taking another step back. You would laugh, if what happened hadn't just happened.

"Yeah, right," Marc snorts ruefully.

Lamine hesitates in the awkwardness of the situation, before saying, "I mean... so, you guys are dating, then?"

"If we are, it doesn't concern you, because nobody needs to know if we are or not," Marc claims, finally taking his hand away from you to cross his arms across his chest.

"So you are..." he says, a mischievous look on his face.

"You're sixteen!" you snap in disapproval. "Go and play with your toy trucks, for God's sake!"

"You're, only, like, three years older than me!" Lamine fires back, clearly kind of shaken by seeing his teammate with his hands under a girl's shirt, about to do-

Well, you know exactly what he was about to do, and you were looking forward to it, before Lamine had to walk in on you and ruin it.

"Well, you're the two that decided it was a smart idea to do this when you know-" Lamine starts up again, but is interrupted by Marc retorting, "You stop it. Now go back to the guys, and we'll be in there in a minute!"

"Oh, you want me to leave so you can make out more?" taunts the basically twelve-year-old.

This causes you to go even redder as Marc snaps, "No, actually!"

"Well, I'm going to have to go tell the boys about this, now... Too big not to..." He turns on his heel and leaves the kitchen playfully, but Marc calls, taking off after him, "You better not, you little idiot!"

You sit, left alone on the kitchen counter with your thoughts. You run a hand over your face, and despite it all, a soft, disbelieving smile appears on your face, as you know Marc would do anything, even wrestle his own teammate, to protect you, your reputation, and your relationship.

And you know Marc will be getting a scolding later, too, for this.

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[myfanfictions]

Pool Party with the Barca Boys

Synopsis:

Y/N is Gavi’s sister.

A pool party is being held at Gavi’s house with Frenkie de Jong, João Cancelo, Marc Guiu, Héctor Fort and Aron Yaakobishvili in attendance.

Y/N is living it up, flirting with all of the guys (and who could blame her, her brother’s teammates were HOT).

But deep down, she has a sweet spot for Héctor.

Chapter 1

Y/N’s POV

Today was the day that Y/N had been looking forward to for weeks, today Gavi’s teammates would all meet up at his place for the long-awaited pool party.

You were giddy with excitement, since you knew that Héctor Fort would be coming too.

Ever since you first laid eyes on him when accompanying Gavi during football practice, you hadn’t been able to get him out of your head.

You had a thing for football players, fuckboys and Mediterranean men and Héctor was the perfect embodiment of all three.

You knew that this was technically a pool party, but you wanted to look your best for Héctor and so you’d spent four hours painstakingly doing your hair and makeup before the guys arrived.

Since you were gonna be “swimming” and it was 25C outside, you’d put your hair up in a stylish messy bun and had kept your makeup minimal.

As for your outfit, you’d done your best to pick out the skimpiest bikini that you owned, if that wouldn’t catch his attention, you don’t know what would.

Even you had to admit that the “bikini” was quite revealing and so, you’d decided to wear a coverup over it (decent as you were). Though you were well aware that the coverup was see through and left plenty of cleavage exposed.

Worst case scenario, Héctor wouldn’t be interested in you and you’d just hook up with one of Gavi’s other friends instead.

After having locked yourself in Gavi’s bathroom for the past four hours, you entered the living room and saw Gavi sitting on the couch.

He gave you a once over as he frowned and said “you know it’s a pool party right? We’re gonna be swimming”.

“Oh I know, you said, with a smile”. “Who are you trying to impress?” asked Gavi. “No one” you squeaked, fuck, was it that obvious? You thought to yourself.

“And what in god's name are you wearing? Could you possibly have put on anything skimpier?” asked Gavi.

“You worry too much Gavi, please just take a chill pill”. “Fine”, he said, ”just know that I”ll be watching you closely and if any of the guys so much as looks in your direction, I'll kill them”. “I don’t need your protection Gavi”. “Trust me you do”, he said.

At that moment the bell rang. Saved by the bell, how cliche, you thought.

You jumped up and said “I'll get it”, as Gavi looked at you and rolled his eyes, you skipped to the front door.

In front of the door stood Frenkie, Pedri and João Cancelo.

“Hi guys, are y'all ready to party?” you asked, as you gave each of them a hug.

“As ready as I'll ever be”, said Frenkie.

“It’s nice to see you again” said Pedri.

“Looking good” said João Cancelo. “You too”, you chirped and blushed.

“Where are the others?”, you asked Frenkie.

“Marc, Héctor and Áron Yaakobishvili will be arriving in 15 minutes, Marc just texted me”, said Frenkie.

“Okey-dokey, can’t wait to get the party started”, you said. “Come on in”.

The three boys walked in and greeted Gavi.

“Woah, Gavi, you’re so lucky to have someone like that as your sister”, Frenkie said.

Pedri nodded in agreement, while João said “poeh”.

“You guys are disgusting” said Gavi, you do realise that that’s my sister, you’re talking about?

“Oh we’re well aware”, said Frenkie while grinning.

Gavi objectively knew that his sister was good looking, ever since Y/N had been in middle school, guys had been throwing themselves at her and his teammates were no different.

“Okay, can we please stop talking about my sister?” , said Gavi.

“Sorry”, João said. “But can you really blame us?”

At that moment the bell rang for the second time, causing the boys to stop bickering.

“I'll get it”, you said in a cheery voice.

You opened the door and your face lit up when you finally saw Héctor, for a moment there, you were afraid that he wouldn’t show.

“We’ve come bearing gifts”, said Marc Guiu.

“We brought plenty of booze” said Áron Yaakobishvili, lifting a bottle.

“And snacks”, said Héctor Fort, holding a platter with delicious looking mini pizzas.

He gave you the platter and as he did, your hands briefly touched, sending an electric shock through your whole body.

You wondered if Héctor felt it too.

They brushed past you as you took the tray with pizzas and placed them in the fridge.

You were still reeling from Héctor’s touch, when you made your way to the outside pool.

The pool was large and deep enough to to be making somersaults in, which is why the guys loved Gavi’s pool.

Part of the fun was seeing the guys rough housing and in swim shorts no less.

The boys had started to play football by the pool, with Áron acting as goalkeeper and the rest of the guys taking turns trying to shoot the ball in the goal.

Áron however, was giving them a tough time, demonstrating how he was shaping up to be a promising future goalkeeper for Barcelona’s first team.

Áron loved how hard the other guys were trying and started taunting Héctor once it was his turn saying “you know the ball’s supposed to land in the goal, not next to it”.

“Just you wait” said Héctor. “Yeah, we”ll show you”, said Marc.

“Eventually”, Áron retorted.

After having played three more rounds, without any of the guys managing to score, Áron said “let’s make this more interesting, the first one to score will get 7 minutes in heaven with Y/N, if Y/N is up for it, that is”.

“Y/N, how does that sound?”

“Hmmm, sorry, what were you saying?”, you hadn’t been paying attention to what Áron was saying, too wrapped up in the ogling of all the football boys and since you were basically surrounded by eye candy, you had to divide your team between each of the 6 boys milling about.

“Well, since none of these guys have managed to score, I came up with a little proposal, the first person to score will get 7 minutes in heaven with you, are you up for it?”

5 faces were staring at you expectantly, eagerly awaiting your response.

“Y/N you don’t have to agree to anything that makes you uncomfortable”, said Gavi protectively.

“So Y/N, what will it be?” Asked Frenkie with twinkling eyes.

Your breath hitched and your heart started beating a little faster, oh how you’d wished for a moment like this to occur. For Héctor’s arms to finally wrap around you and feel his lips on yours.

“Sure, I’m in,” you said coolly, while looking straight at Gavi, who just shook his head disapprovingly.

“Alright then, time to step up our game lads”, said João.

The atmosphere by the pool had changed, the guys, who’d started playing in a rowdy and playful manner had all turned quiet and pensive, pulling out all the stops and trying their hardest to make that goal.

After, what had seemed an eternity, you heard someone shout “GOAL!”.

You looked up to see Marc pumping his fist into the air and looking smug at the other guys.

“Have fun man”, Pedri said.

“Yeah, I’m definitely jealous”, said Frenkie.

Marc walked up to you, gently grabbed your hand, looked into your eyes and asked “are you coming with me?”.

Shit, you thought, you’d hoped that Héctor was gonna be the one to take you home, but it’s not like you could just blurt out “actually, I’d prefer to go with Héctor”.

So you weakly nodded and followed Marc inside the house, as the guys started cheering behind you.

“Y/N, where’s the guest bedroom?" asked Marc.

You took his hand and silently led him to the guest bedroom, your thoughts a million miles away.

Marc sat down on the bed holding your hand, rubbing his thumb over the backside of your hand.

Listen Y/N, I know it might seem like this came out of the blue, but I’ve had a crush on you for the longest time, ever since I first saw you.

You’re gorgeous and you’d make me the happiest guy alive, if you’d let me make you mine right now.

Your breath choked, this wasn’t how you’d imagined the pool party would go, but Marc, was very attractive as well and how could you say no to him, while he was looking at you with so much yearning.

He leaned in and cupped your face with his right hand, planting a soft kiss on your mouth.

As soon as his lips found yours, you carefully reciprocated.

While continuing to make out, you climbed on top of him, rocking your hips back and forth.

Marc’s breath hitched, he let out a sigh and said “baby please let me see all of you”.

You responded by unclasping your bikini top and letting it fall to the floor.

Marc grasped your breasts and slowly started massaging them, causing you to let out a whimper.

Marc chuckled, “you like that huh baby”.

You groaned “oh yes Marc, please don’t stop”. You continued to grind your core against his crotch, feeling him grow hard.

“Hmmm, baby, please stop, you’re turning me on so much and I’d rather cum inside of you” said Marc.

You lay down on your back and pulled your bikini bottoms to the side, Marc pushed one finger inside of you and whimpered “hmm, you’re so wet for me baby”.

He continued fingering you and just as you were about to come undone, he slid his fingers out of you and placed a kiss on top of your forehead.

“Sssh, baby, I know I know”, he said as you whined in displeasure, your orgasm having been so close.

Marc slid into you, filling you up wholly and stretching you out.

You let out a gasp of pleasure as he slid into you, Marc doing the same.

Marc started pumping into you harder and harder, you felt yourself getting close to climax and yelped “don’t stop”.

Marc continued to pump into you at the same pace, while you reached your climax and screamed out “oh Héctor”.

You could feel Marc filling you up, while he looked at you with hurt in his eyes.

“I, I’m so sorry, you said hastily”.

“No don’t”, said Marc, “I guess that explains everything”.

“Explains what?” You asked him.

Why you seemed so quiet and hesitant when I finally made that goal and why your first reaction was to look at Héctor.

“I”-

“You don’t have to explain yourself Y/N, I guess I know why you agreed to the game in the first place”.

Marc stalked off, with hunched shoulders, leaving you in the bed looking bewildered.

#hector fort #hectorfortfanfic #hectorfortsmut #marc guiu #marc guiu fanfic #Marc guiu smut #aron #Aron Yaakobishvili #Aron Yaakobishvili fanfic #Gavi fanfic #gavi smut #pedri fanfic #pedri smut #frenkiedejong fanfic #joaocancelofanfic #fcbarcelonafanfic

[sunkissed-zegras]

✧.* FOOTBALL !

♡ fluff ✪ angst ✧ suggestive

𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐚

⇨ hector fort³⁹

⇨ joão félix¹⁴

⇨ marc guiu³⁸

⇨ pablo gavi⁶

⇨ pedri gonzalez⁸

𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝

⇨ mason mount⁷

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐝

⇨ jude bellingham⁵

𝐚𝐥-𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫

⇨ cristano ronaldo⁷

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[pedrislefttoe]

Marc guiu morning sex plsss

pedrislefttoe,

-`✮´- ᝰ.⋆˙ ✶ .ᐟ

marc guiu x f!reader

tw: smut, minors plz dni !!, language, oral f!reader receiving, pet names: “love, princess, baby”

-`✮´- ᝰ.⋆˙ ✶ .ᐟ

safe in your arms,

you were in the middle of the most terrifying nightmare, marc could hear you whimpering in your sleep.

you felt your boyfriend’s warm arms wrap around your waist as you felt yourself getting pulled into his body. marc cuddled you into his body, it was around 8am and he had training. 

marc sat up against the headboard, you pouted when you felt his arms shift away from your waist. all you were wearing was a red, lacy bralette and some shorts with southpark characters on them.

you lifted your head from his bare chest and glared up at him with a frown, “what?” he grinned at you.

“why’d you stop..?” you muttered.

“stop what?” he asked.

“why did you stop cuddling me..?” you gazed at him as he began to smirk, his arms wrapping back around your body.

you felt one of his hands squeeze your thigh, a soft moan escaped your mouth when you felt that same hand travel in between your thighs and kneed your inner thigh. “you like that, baby?” he asked as you nodded in response.

marc sat up straight, kissing your soft lips before his lips kissed down your jaw to your neck. he sucked on your skin softly, biting, licking, kissing until there were multiple little marks on your neck.

marc wanted to make sure that when anyone looked at your neck, they’d see his marks and know you already had someone.

his wet kisses dragged themselves down from your neck to your collarbone, he flipped himself over you as one of his hands traveled behind you and unclasped your lacy bralette. marc yanked the piece of fabric off of you before tossing it on the ground. 

his other hand remained in between your thighs, holding them open as he grinded his knee against your shorts.

“marc.. you’ll be late to training..” you moaned as he kissed around your nipples before taking one of them in his mouth, sucking on it.

you moaned, your back arched off the bed as the hand that was once behind your back was now at your hip, holding you down.

“it’s not for 2 hours, love.” your boyfriend groaned against stomach, which was where his lips were now. marc’s knee retracted from your shorts as he tugged them down so he could kiss your thighs. his lips shifted to your inner thighs as he kept tugging the shorts lower and lower before he yanked them off of you.

you let out a porn-worthy moan as marc yanked your panties off of you and tossed them to the side. marc’s thumb rubbed your clit as he licked a bold stripe down your wet folds. 

“this wet just for me, princess?” marc whispered against your pussy lips which got you moaning his name. he began gently sucking on your clit as thrusted a finger into your entrance, he began thrusting in-and-out of your hole as his favorite little noises escaped your lips.

“marc..” you squeaked as he added in another finger. he pumped his fingers inside of you before curling them in you, making sure to hit your g-spot as you yelped his name.

marc pulled his fingers out of you with a pop, which made you squeal as he lined up against your entrance.”ill be gentle, baby.” he said as he thrusted his tip into you, making sure to be gentle as he slowly began to quicken his pace.

you moaned, screaming his name as you felt your orgasm coming. “marc.. im gonna cum..”

he nodded as he thrusted a bit harder, you came all over his hard, slightly veiny cock.

-`✮´- ᝰ.⋆˙ ✶ .ᐟ

#football #footy #pedrislefttoe #soccer #fc barcelona #joao felix #fanfics #fermin lopez #footyfcfics #marc guiu x you #marc guiu x reader #marc guiu #smut #smut fic #smut writing #smut fanfiction

[pepexpablito]

GUESS WHOS DISSAPERING AGAIN

(jk jk) fr though i might post tmr but its unlikly since i have somthing then friday saturday and sunday ill only be posting once each day, BUT THEN THE WHOLE BREAK WEEK ILL POST 3 TIMES A DAY AS LONG AS I HAVE THE REQUESTS TO DO SO😘😘

(SO SEND ANY REQUESTS FOR ANY BARCA PLAYER!!! 💗💗💗)

#gavi imagine #gavi smut #gavi x reader #pablo gavi #gavi #pedri gonzalez #pedri #pedri imagine #pedri smut #pedri x reader #hector fort #hector fort x reader #hector fort imagine #ferran torres x reader #ferran torres imagine #ferran torres #fermin lopez #fermin smut #lamine yamal #alejandro balde #marc guiu #marc guiu x reader #marc guiu imagine #marc guiu fanfic #marc x reader

[lovemomhatepolice]

masterlist

formula 1

harry potter

football/soccer

outer banks

under each link there are still expansions! so that everyone can easily find something for themselves <3

#football #soccer #judebellingham #charlesleclerc #carlos sainz #real madrid #lando norris #imagine #smut #outer banks #formula 1 #scuderia ferrari #max verstappen #neymar #drew starkey #jj maybank #rafe cameron #x yn #fanfic #theodore nott #mattheo riddle #slytherin boys #slytherin #harry potter #tom riddle #blaise zabini #draco malfoy #fc barcelona #marc guiu #hector fort

[leavepeterpark3ralone]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY (POOKIE) MARC🔥🩷🩷🚨🚨☺️☺️🫶🏻🪐🇺🇸🌎🙄🎂🎉🎂

#marc guiu #fc barcelona #gavi #pablo gavi #happy birthday #pookie #hector fort #don’t y’all write smut ab him istg I’ll hunt u down personally #birthday bitch #gyspy rose blanchard

[loviingpedri]

playboys don’t play - marc guiu

prompt: college parties are his thing, but soon you’re the life of his party.

warnings: cursing, drinking, suggestive content (not smut, but just some making out and physical touch), probably some cheesy stuff

credits to owners for all images.

just to clear things up, you weren’t a total loser in college. you loved going out with your friends. the only difference is, you knew how to maintain your grades. this semester has taken over your life very negatively. your friends never saw you anymore, and you only said 5 words to your roommate every single day.

there was only one solution. going out to a party. don’t get me wrong, therapy is very considerable as well. yet, parties are free and a nice stress reliever. your friends practically forced you out of your dorm. you loved going out, but never to places where the entire college is attending.

this party was a celebration to the college’s first soccer game this season, ending in a successful win. it was hosted by the one and only, marc guiu.

it was only his first year attending college. boy, did he gain a quick reputation. every single girl wanted him. during conversations before your classes, his name would start echoing. loud sounds of laughter and shrieks from people as he walked past. rumors flew about how many girls he’s been with, but nobody knew if they were true. constant talk in your friend group of bets on who gets to be the lucky girl he’s going to be with tonight.

you couldn’t lie to yourself. he was very attractive. he gave you sweet smiles across the class, maybe a few winks. in return, you gave him a ‘what the fuck’ face. you were in denial that you wanted him too.

“y/n is looking hella good today.” one of your girlfriends whistling as you put on your red lipstick.

“about time you took a break from your glasses. those contacts look really nice.”

overwhelmed with the compliments, you replied with a simple thank you. nothing like a tight and short black dress with gold jewelry.

arriving to the party, you and your friends were greeted with flashing lights. your friend group consisted a mix of girls. some popular, some casual, some nerdy. all that matters was a healthy friendship.

welcomed with shots being poured down your throat. you were still shocked at how beautiful the soccer teams ‘frat’ house was.

mingling in with the people, you couldn’t help but make eye contact with marc. his soft brown eyes looking at you and slowly noticing every detail of you.

“who are you staring at?” hector came up to him, causing the eye contact to break. you turned around to socialize with people and make more friends.

“nobody.” marc cleared his throat. trying to gain his normal thoughts, hector could see through his lies.

“you were staring at y/n, weren’t you.”

“no. i wasn’t. what are you talking about.” he shook his head repeatedly. marc had feelings for you ever since he laid eyes on you. he hated when rumors came around about him with other girls because the only person he wanted to be with, was you.

“marc, it’s time for you to tell her. im sure you don’t want any other guy on her, right?” as hector said the last sentence, he pointed at you talking to another guy who was obviously flirting with you.

“maybe i will. don’t worry about it.” marc walked away to get a drink as hector shrugged him off. nothing like getting him riled up just so he can be more direct towards you.

more games came around. such as beer pong, and your favorite, spin the bottle.

people sat in a circle with an empty beer bottle in the middle. first few spins landed on some of your friends.

“maria, truth or dare?” your friend, livy asked her.

“truth.” some people shouted boring, but the game was just getting started.

“is it true you hooked up with tyler?” sounds of ooo’s and gasps were heard. rumors flew around here, and this was the perfect time to get them straight.

“it is true.” maria laughed it off. the secret was finally out. considering maria was your roommate, you knew all the details of that night.

“alright, next.” livy’s boyfriend spun the bottle. slowly passing up marc, it landed on hector.

“truth or dare, hector?” hector gave a soft smirk. this man was always up for a challenge.

“dare.” it’s a tradition that the first dare of the night had to be the most memorable and the highlight of the party.

“i dare you to make out with kaitlyn.” damn, this game was getting hot. nothing like a time to rekindle high school sweethearts. especially when hector missed his ex girlfriend from his junior year. kaitlyn didn’t mind, she wanted him back just as bad.

hector stood up slowly and went up to her. both of them start making out, leading to many people trying to separate them after awhile.

“alright, next person.” hector spun the bottle. it made two laps and spun past you twice. it slowed down and pointed directly at marc.

“marc, my best friend, truth or dare.” hector patted him on his back.

“dare.” marc’s soft smile made you smile.

“i want you to spend 7 minutes in heaven with the next person it lands on.” all the girls made eye contact with each other. some of them were determined to have the bottle land on them.

“deal.” marc spun the bottle as fast as he could. slowly and slowly, the bottle landed on you. hector gave him a nice smile and a few laughs. you slowly stood up as marc was looking at you in disbelief.

“get up marc. you know you want to.” you were scared. you doubted anything was gonna happen since this would be the first interaction between the two, but this was definitely not how you saw yourself for the next 7 minutes. everyone followed you and him upstairs to his room. hector opened his closet door. luckily it was clean. "have fun." hector closed the door and now you were alone with marc. with the only light coming from his room through the little cracks of his door.

the next 2 minutes were just in silence as both of you sat on the ground. it was awkward, and you wanted to try and talk to him. yet, he looked terrified.

soon, he spoke, "i'm sorry y/n. i didn't wanna make my reaction look like that."

"you're fine. i thought you hated me for a second." trying to ease the tension, marc knew it was time to listen to hector's advice.

“no, i don’t hate you. it’s actually the opposite. i know this sounds weird, but i actually have a crush on you.” this was the first time someone ever confessed to you directly. maybe the first time someone even confessed. you were in pure shock trying to process what he just said.

“i thought you had a girlfriend.” marc sighed, knowing you were gonna bring up the rumors.

“i swear i’ve never dated anyone. you’re the only one i have feelings for. i know you’ve heard and think i got with almost every girl here, but i can promise you i didn’t. y/n, i’m being so serious to you. i’m not the playboy you think i am.”

you moved your body closer to him as he looked at you. he waited patiently for a response. “that’s actually pretty sweet of you to say. i’m not gonna lie to you either, but i think you’re attractive too. it’s just, i think we need to take some time to get to know each other.”

“that’s understandable. i’m just glad you got where i was coming from.” you made eye contact with him again. this time, you were closer to his face and you could see his eyes glisten at you. you looked at his lips, then his eyes.

one second led to another, you were now fully making out with him. you were straddled over his lap as your tongues continued to dance. his left hand placed on your ass, and his right traveling around your body. you kissed his jawline, then to his neck. he wanted his full attention on your lips though. he was holding your cheek as the night became needy.

unexpectedly, the door opened. you got off of marc and stood up to fix your dress.

“i see someone had fun.” hector winked at marc as he helped him stood up. walking outside, everyone was shocked. you looked at marc in confusion, only to notice your red lipstick was all over his lips, neck, and jaw. marc looked at you, and did not expect to see your lipstick smudged.

everyone left the room as marc wiped off some of your lipstick, and gave you one last kiss.

#football x reader #football fanfic #football imagine #barca #fc barcelona #fc barca #spotify #marc guiu #marc guiu x reader #marc guiu imagine #marc guiu fanfic #hector fort

[sl0t4matt]

Marc Guiu and reader making up after an argument pls

m. guiu | into it

ik hector doesn’t have his license yet but here he does ok?! also sorry i got carried away and wrote smut :o

warnings: toxic relationship, smut, not proof read

“are you actually fucking kidding me, marc?” you scoff, grabbing your things ready to leave. you were sick of his shit. sick of him taking his anger out on you when you did nothing but support and be there for him. how could be so mean? you understand that him loosing a game would get him upset, but making it seem like it’s your fault, when he should’ve been the one to kick the ball in the net is just not fair.

“yeah run away, like you always do when it gets tough.” he walks after you, shrugging his shoulders. “marc, don’t you take your shit out on me, because the both of us know it’s literally not on me you can’t kick a ball.” you shake your head, clearly having enough of your boyfriends whining. “fuck you can be such a-.” he stops himself before saying something stupid. “yeah, no we’re done. don’t even try to call me because i won’t come back. i mean it this time.”

you walk out the house, catching marc’s sister on the way. “hey, what happened, i heard yelling, are you guys okay?” she gives you an concerned look, probably noticing the tears that have been building up in the corner of your eyes.

before you completely break down in front of her, you decide to give her a nod, before leaving. you couldn’t believe marc. he has gotten mad about his team losing many times, but it has never been this bad. sure you would fight, it’s just something that was part of your relationship, but maybe that isn’t so normal after all.

you were both toxic playing stupid games with each other like how to make the other jealous. you loved it, the fights, the trouble. it’s what kept your relationship entertaining, but now you weren’t so sure anymore.

just fucking great! now you have to walk home. you go to walk on the other side of the street, when you suddenly hear a honk, making you jump. you turn to see hectors car stopping beside you. “shit, you scared me! what the hell are you doing here.” you sigh, shaking your head. “came to take you home.” he answers. “i’m f-.” “just get in the damn car, y/n.” hector interrupts you. you roll your eyes, walking to the passenger seat.

you wouldn’t have needed him to drive you if it wasn’t so dark out. “did marc tell you to drive me?” you ask, looking over at him. he doesn’t reply, instead he keeps looking at the road not giving a reaction, so you must take his silence as an answer. “what happened?” you can’t help but scoff. “as if marc didn’t tell you already.” he shakes his head. “he didn’t. he just told me he fucked up again and that i should pick you up.”

“we’ll at least he knows he did.” you breathe out a laugh. “seriously, what happened?” he repeats. “he’s just bitching about the lose of the game and literally behaves like a child, acting like it’s my fault. he also almost called me a bitch… so told him we’re done.” hectors eyes widen, looking like they are about to pop out. “wait what? you broke up with him, like for real this time.”

you giggle, nodding. “i’m just done with all the fights, you know.” you look out the window watching the peaceful road, with almost no cars to be seen. “but you guys love it.” he furrows. “i’m just tired lf it, you know?” he nods. “that’s fair, he’s dumb for treating you like that.” hector says, before shutting the motor down, because you arrived home. “what are you doing right now?” you ask hector, since you guys haven’t talked much previously. “nothing, why?” you smirk. “you have to stay with me! we haven’t had our gossip sessions in so long.” you nudge him. “yeah, if that makes you feel better.” he smiles shrugging. “definitely. god, there’s so much tea!!” you walk over to your house

…

“i still love him, even if he does stupid shit like that you know.” you tell hector, while stuffing the chips in your mouth. you would probably die if anyone saw you like this, but it’s only hector, he’s seen you your worst times. even though he’s marc’s best friend, he never told him anything when you would talk about him. that’s why you can talk so openly with him about anything, he just won’t tell anyone. “then why don’t you get back with him?” hector asks. a knock on the door cuts in your conversation. “y/n?” you hear marc’s voice, making hectors mouth drop in a gasp.

shit, this looks so wrong right now, with hector laying in your bed as well as yourself. you walk over to the door, opening it a tiny bit to see his sad looking face. he genuinely looks like he’s sorry. you look back to hector that sits dumbfound in your bed. “who’s in there?” marc asks. you shake your head. “no one.” you answer way too quick. he pushes open your door, revealing hector that is sat on your bed. you look him in the eyes to see an hint of reaction, but he doesn’t show any.

“why is he here?” marc asks, way too calm, it’s almost scaring you. “we just talked.” you say your eyes meeting with the ground, mentally preparing yourself for the yelling. “okay.” he just nods. you look up at him, a furrow on your face. have you heard that right? “can i talk to you..alone?” marc scratches the back of his head, nervously. you nod following him out.

“did you fuck him?” woah straight to it marc! also what the fuck? “what the fuck, no!” you exclaim. “okay.” he nods. “marc, can you explain yourself other than replying with an “okay”. why are you here?” he just keeps head low. he almost looks like.. he’s intimidated by you.

“i wanted to apologise.” he finally looks at you. suddenly hector comes out of your room. he points to the door awkwardly, mentioning he’s gonna leave. you give him a smile before looking back at marc.

“marc..” you start. “no please, don’t say anything, just hear me out. i shouldn’t have talked to you the way that i did. it was stupid of me to take everything out on you, because you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me and i would never want you to feel guilty of something that i did. i understand that you probably never wanna talk to me again, but i just need to make sure that despite what i said, you know that i love you.” something in the way he’s saying it makes you believe him, but you’re not sure if you can forgive him so soon.

but fuck, he has no right to look this good right now, you’re supposed to be mad at him! his lips plump and red from the way he’s been biting on them nervously, his biceps broad and strong as he crosses his arms and his eyes looking lowly down on you. how can you be mad at him, when he looks like that? “you’re on probation, i guess.” marc’s eyes light up. “what’s that supposed to mean? please. are you ever going to forgive me?” he asks, needing to know. “like i said, you’re on probation.” you reply, getting closer to him. “that isn’t a yes, y/n. do i need to get on my knees and beg for you?” you can’t help but smirk. “getting on your knees wouldn’t be such a bad idea, actually.”

“fucking hell, well we can always make that happen, ma.” his hand makes its way to your waist, pulling you onto him. in a matter of seconds his lips are on your’s. he tightens his hands on your waist and runs the other up your back, pressing you harder into his chest. your hands move in his hair, pulling him closer, if that’s even possible. he parts your lips with his tongue, to deepen the kiss. his hand on your waist loosens and trails down the side of your body, until he turns it to grab your ass. he lets out a low groan, bringing his other hand also down on your ass. you pull on his bottom lip slightly, making him smile in the kiss before reconnecting them again.

he squeezes your butt, muttering a quick “jump.” before picking you up and carrying you to your bed. he sits down, your legs each spread as you straddle him. he grips your hips, moving them back and forth so you’ll grind on him.

he groans as you feel his dick twitching under your cunt. he unbuttons his pants, making you slide your hand in them to feel his hard and veiny dick. you always forget how big he is.

he groans, taking your hand out of his boxers. “i want to make you feel good.” can he get any hotter? you smile at him, while dropping beside him on the bed. he lifts your arms before taking off your top and throwing it on the ground. he begins sucking and kissing your neck, most likely in order to cause hicky’s so everyone knows who you belong to, but it feels too good right now, to care about. his hand slides down to your loose pyjama shorts, touching your clit. you let out a whimper. you forgot how well he knew what you liked. “you look so good, ma.” he now kisses your tits also sucking on them like a newborn.

his mouth moves back on your’s, when he slides his cold fingers into your shorts, forming goosebumps on your skin. he immediately finds your hole pushing his fingers inside of you without an warning. he keeps stretching your walls, causing you to moan in his mouth. you part your mouth in the kiss, marc taking the opportunity to bite on your button lip, tasting your cherry flavoured lipgloss. he plumps his fingers in and out of you, whispering sweet words in your ear, in order to show his love for you.

his mouth moves from your face, down to your body, where you need him the most. he starts eating you out like his live depends on it licking and sucking in all your juices. you push his head deeper in your cunt, needing to feel him deeper. “marc i need your dick, please.” you moan. he looks up to you, eyes glistening, having waited for you to say that. as soon as the words left your mouth, he instantly turns you around, having your face meet with the pillow. he pulls your pants down, following with his own. you turn your head to watch him pull out his dick. lord, you’re not sure if you’re ever going to get used to his size.

he stretches your cunt as he slides into you, having you bite in the pillow in order to not let embarrassing sounds out of you. he fills you up moving, his dick in and out of you. your eyes almost fall to the back of your head, from rolling them as he fucks into you relentlessly. “fuck, so tight, ma.” he groans. you move your ass up, for yourself to feel him deeper, according to the fact he isn’t fully in you yet. “fuck, y/n. if you do that one more time i’m gonna come.” he curses.

he buries his dick deeper inside of you, his balls hitting your butt, making you whine of pleasure. he spanks your ass, fastening his peace. “marc!” you cry, as you feel him hitting your g spot. he moves rapidly, squeezing your waist. your legs begin shaking, signalling marc that, you’re gonna come. “do it.” he demands. with a cry, you cum around his cock, making him twist inside of you and pull out, coming on your belly.

he breathes heavily, his sweaty chest rising and falling with each breathe he takes. “fuck.” he mutters before getting up to take a towel from your bathroom. you look on your cum covered stomach, then back at marc that’s coming back with the towel. he smiles slightly, as he wipes it all off of you. “how are you?” he goes to lay beside you, his arms naturally finding their way to your waist, hugging you. “for a person that won’t be able to walk for the next hours, i’m doing great actually.” he laughs, pecking your shoulder.

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[cubarsis]

— big guys needs | m. guiu paz.

synopsis : Marc missed his girlfriend terribly much

Genre : fluff, smut

warnings : sub!marc, gentle f!dom, handjob, soft sex, praise kink, skin to skin, sub space 🎀

AFTER TWO LONG WEEKS AWAY at a soccer game, Marc finally returned home to his girlfriend, his heart pounding with anticipation as he approached the door. As soon as she opened it, he practically launched himself into her arms, clinging to her tightly as if he never wanted to let go.

“Hey there,”

he murmured softly, his voice barely above a whisper as he buried his face in her neck, breathing in her familiar scent.

His girlfriend chuckled softly, wrapping her arms around him in a tight embrace. “Welcome home, Marc,” she said, her voice filled with warmth and affection.

But Marc remained almost non-verbal, his emotions too overwhelming to put into words. Instead, he let out a soft whine, nuzzling closer to her as if seeking comfort and reassurance.

His girlfriend couldn’t help but laugh at his antics, her heart melting at the sight of him being so clingy and needy. “Aw, someone missed me, didn’t they?” she teased, running her fingers through his hair soothingly.

Marc nodded, unable to articulate his feelings but finding solace in her presence. With a contented sigh, he snuggled closer to her, feeling a sense of peace wash over him at being back in her arms.

Whining softly, Marc buried his face in her neck, seeking solace in her warmth and presence. He felt like a big baby, overcome by a flood of feelings that he couldn’t quite put into words.

His girlfriend, understanding his neediness, held him close, gently rubbing his back in a soothing gesture. “It’s okay, Marc,” she whispered softly, her voice filled with love and understanding. “I’m here for you.”

Feeling the overwhelming need for closeness, Marc clung to his girlfriend even tighter, his arms wrapped around her as if afraid to let go. His voice barely above a whisper, he let out soft whimpers, his words almost unintelligible as he buried his face deeper into her neck.

His girlfriend could feel the intensity of his neediness, the depth of his longing radiating from him. Without a word, she held him close, her own heart aching at the sight of his vulnerability.

Marc’s usual charm and confidence seemed to fade away, replaced by a raw and unfiltered need for comfort and reassurance. He sought solace in her embrace, finding refuge from the world in her arms.

„You not gonna talk to me, baby,“ she asks, knowing her boyfriend is far too overwhelmed with his feelings.

But Marc remained silent, his emotions swirling inside him like a turbulent storm. He wanted to respond, to reassure her that he was okay, but the words seemed to stick in his throat, lost amidst the whirlwind of his feelings.

He just shook his head, no.

„It‘s fine, sweet boy. I‘m gonna handle it, yeah ? You wanna sit down on the couch f‘me ?“

Her voice tinged with concern, she tells him to obey her.

Wanting to be close to his girlfriend and seeking comfort in her embrace, he reached out to pull her onto his lap, his desire for intimacy evident in his actions.

But before he could fully execute his plan, his girlfriend gently pushed his hands away, a knowing smile playing on her lips.

“Easy there, Marc,” she said softly, her tone filled with warmth and affection. “Marc, baby, you know better than disobeying me.”

Surprised but intrigued by her assertiveness, Marc obediently complied, allowing himself to sink back into the cushions as she took charge. With a tender smile, she straddled his lap, her hands finding their way to his shoulders as she leaned in to kiss him with passion and tenderness.

Feeling her lips against his, Marc’s heart swelled with gratitude and love. In that moment, he realized just how much he needed her, not just physically but emotionally as well. He allowed himself to be vulnerable in her presence, trusting her to comfort and care for him in the way only she could.

With each touch, each caress, Marc felt himself slipping deeper into subspace, a state of mind where he was free to let go of control and simply exist in the moment. As his girlfriend’s lips met his, he melted into her embrace, the sensation sending shivers of pleasure coursing through his body.

Lost in the heat of their passion, Marc allowed himself to be consumed by the intensity of their connection, reveling in the feeling of being completely and utterly owned by his girlfriend. In that moment, he was nothing but a vessel for her pleasure.

In the throes of their passion, Marc and his girlfriend engaged in a deep, sensual tongue kiss, their mouths melding together in a heated exchange of desire and longing. With each movement of their lips, they explored the depths of each other’s mouths, their tongues dancing in a sensual rhythm that left them both breathless and exhilarated.

As they lost themselves in the intensity of their embrace, Marc felt a surge of arousal coursing through his body, his senses overwhelmed by the taste and feel of his girlfriend’s lips pressed against his own. With each tender caress of their tongues, he felt a deep tingle in his lower abdomen.

And of course, being across the world for some days and having his breathtaking girlfriend on his lap, attending to his wants and needs, he’s quick to grow hard in his trousers.

So when she grinds her hips experimentally against her boyfriend’s, Marc is quick to whine and groan into her mouth. Eyes squeezed shut and holding onto her with every feeling possible being just too much for the forward.

„Everything‘s fine, baby. You gonna let me touch my sweet boy ? Just interrupt me if you don’t feel comfortable.“

And with that she makes quick work of discarding his shirt and shorts to the ground. Having Marc sit there in his boxers, throbbing with enough pre cum to stain the fabric completely. So knowing her being half naked gets him going even more, Marc‘s girlfriend soon mounts herself on his thigh — clothed in just her bra and panties.

At the sight of his girlfriend, Marc couldn’t help but let out a low groan, his chest tightening with desire as he took in her beauty. His eyes drank in every detail of her appearance, from the way her hair cascaded in soft waves against his skin to the curve of her lips as she smiled at him.

Unable to resist the overwhelming urge to be close to her, Marc found himself whining softly, his need for her touch almost unbearable.

So when Marc began to squirm a little underneath his girl, she was fast to notice his sexual frustration. Along with the little murmurs of „hurts,“ she knew she had to please her special guy.

With one arm around his neck, holding Marc, she palms his bulge through his boxers, his exhausted body going more slack against the back of the couch as pleasure finally fills his body.

Of course, seeing her boyfriend in pain because of his boner, his woman is quick to tug down his boxers and grab his shaft, freeing it from the tight confines of his underwear that fought his aching length that desperately needs his girlfriends attention.

The tip of his dick is glistening with the pre cum oozing out of it, so much leaning that one could think he already came from how much Marc missed his beloved.

So now with his head thrown back, Marc simply enjoys her hands working up and down the length of his cock. Smooth skin gliding against her soft hands as soon as she thumbed his tip and spread the wetness across.

„Such a good boy, Marc. I‘m so proud of you, you played so well. Makes me so happy having my baby back in my arms. Bet you missed being touched, huh ? Always so eager, cute.“

She knew some praise would egg Marc on even further, having him heave his chest up and down. His girlfriend knows he‘s most likely unable to proceed being jerked off and praised all at one, so his brain would stop functioning properly at some point.

„Look how pretty you are. Have been waiting to touch you again, make you feel good like you deserve, baby.“

Each stroke or her hand sets him all the deeper into the forming sub space in his head. The only thing Marc is able to do is moan and buck his hips occasionally into his girl‘s hand that he has been longing for.

So when the forward looks down, he shudders a little in pleasure as he sees his twitching dick being taken care of by his girlfriend‘s, much smaller than his, hand.

The touch of his love feels amazing on his aching dick. Be it squeezing the length at the bottom and rubbing his tip or caressing the sensitive underside so he would leak embarrassingly more pre.

„Mhmm, s‘good,“ the tall man would occasionally whimper out between heavy breaths.

But Marc, even in his sub space, knew all to well he’s gonna cum when his girlfriend is skin to skin with him. His naked torso having her breasts squeezed up against it makes his body go violently needy eventually and Marc can’t help it but touch her without permission.

She just looks too delicious to not touch. When she rides his thigh and smears her arousal on his naked skin, Marc just had to yank down the cups of her bra to touch her tits he adores oh so much.

So as the soft flesh of her chest got exposed to the air of the room, one hand immediately began groping at her tit. Enjoying the feeling of comfort from caressing this soft part of her as his mouth drools as much as his cock.

Of course the athlete is fast enough to capture his favorite boob in his mouth before she could even say anything. Happily suckling away at it along with some biting and his lewd sounds from getting his cock stroked just the way he likes it.

Marc knows he can always count on his girlfriend when everything is just too much for him, he loves having her help to cope.

And so does she know how Marc adores to be touched. How much he prefers her hand over his own and how much better she seems to know his body than he does himself.

With steady pumps up and down his slick shaft, the forward is nearly brain dead at the mere feeling and sight of pleasure. Pretty tits rubbing up against his chest and his needy, red dick facing the consequences of Marc‘s dirty thoughts.

Feeling close to cumming, he squeezes his girlfriend as tight as possible against him. Sucking her nipple with enough force that would earn him a thump to the head if he wouldn’t be feeling overwhelmed and out of it today.

„Mami,“ he babbled. Just this one word he remembers to love saying in his sub space.

And with her attentiveness and love for him in the back of his mushed brain, Marc can’t help it but cum on his and his girlfriends tummy. Warm ropes of cum shooting from his sensitive length as he attempts to hide his face further in her breasts and whines.

The skin now covered in the milky, white and sticky substance of his orgasm that washed over him.

His relieve crashed over him like a brick, jolting forward with his girlfriend in his arms and mouth wide agape still with the nipple on his mouth, almost muffled screaming from how good it felt before he went limp back against the soft couch.

As Marc tried to collect himself again after his mind shattering relieve, her tit is still propped in his mouth. Suckling away at it while enjoying getting his hair played with lovingly.

Softly muttering the petname „Mami“ over and over.

That’s when she realized Marc still is in his sub space. Mouthing on her nipples as if they were his personal pacifiers and chewing toys, wich he swore they are.

With comfort and pleasure brought across him, Marc silently begs his girlfriend to lay down with him. Laying almost naked on the couch with a thigh soaked by her wetness , tit covered by his drooling mouth and cum sticky stomaches.

But Marc is way too sleepy to care now. He just travelled all the way back home, came and behaved like the good boy he is.

So being gently rocked back and forth by his girlfriend, that doesn’t match his big statue, brings the sleepiness closer and closer to his mind, neatly satisfying everything he’s been craving for the past two weeks without his personal angeln

Now he‘s out cold, the perky bud of her chest still sucked into his mouth with the warm skin of his body against hers.

„Sweet dreams,“ she even tells him, knowing he’s dead asleep, soon snoring.

Her Marc is gonna be very happy after his nap. Well rested, taken care of, cleaned up and ready to munch his favorite food his girlfriend, or what he liked to call her, his Mami, made for him.

hectorth 24.

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[littlebeluu]

HIM AND THIS SONG OMG

HIS NECK HIS ARMS HIS WAIST HIS FACE

i swear I can't take it anymore i need me a big boy 😭

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[strawberryblue-blog]

Blue's masterlist 🫧

Requests: open

Categories:

Smut 🫦

Cute/Soft 🎀

Sad/Angst 💌

—Imagines.

Ruben Dias.

B-day cake. 🎀

Valentine's Day. 🎀🫦

A family with you. 🎀🫦

A to Z. 🫦

Dress. 🎀🫦

Goodbye, Ruben. 💌

Mason Mount.

Say that again. Part 1 💌

Say that again. Part 2. 🎀💌

Baby blue love. 🎀

She's mine too. Part 1. 🎀

She's mine too. Part 2. 🎀

Joao Felix.

Last time. 🫦💌

Christian Pulisic.

Fuck boy. 🎀💌

Disaster. Part 1. 🎀

Disaster. Part 2.

Lover. 🎀

Pedri Gonzalez.

Brother's best friend. 🎀

Comfort boy. 🎀💌

Love again. Part 1. 💌

Love again. Part 2. 🎀💌

Love again. Part 3. 🎀💌

Love again. Part 4. 🎀

Stop calling me that. 🫦🎀

Between us. 🫦

Jude Bellingham.

It's about fate. 🎀

It's about fate. Part 2. 🎀

Pablo Gavi.

Love hate. Part 1 🎀

Love hate. Part 2 🎀🫦

Love hate. Part 3 🎀

Love hate. Part 4 🎀

Neighbors in trouble. Part 1. 🫦

Neighbors in trouble. Part 2. 🫦🎀

Fermin Lopez.

Sea of love. 🎀💌

Sea of love. Part 2. 🎀

Comeback to me. 🎀💌

—The type of.

Boyfriend. Mason Mount. 🎀

Bestfriend. Jude Bellingham. 🎀

Roommate. Fermin Lopez. 🎀

Husband. Ruben Dias. 🎀

Boyfriend. Marc Guiu. 🎀

—Reaction.

FC Barcelona. 🎀

FC Barcelona. 🎀

FC Barcelona. 🎀

FC Barcelona. 💌🎀

FC Barcelona. 🎀

And more coming.

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[myfanfictions]

Chapter 11

Y/N’s POV

The doorbell rings, I make my way to the door and am greeted with a familiar face.

“Alex? What the hell are you doing here?”

“Y/N? Y/N! You have no idea how long I’ve been trying to get a hold of you.”

“Well maybe I didn’t want you to find me for a reason.”

“Oh, come on babe, I miss you.”

“Don’t call me babe.”

“Why are you being like this?”

“Like what? We’re over, I’ve told you this.”

“Please just come back to me.”

“No, we broke up for a reason.”

“I still want you.”

“Well I don’t” I say with an edge to my voice.

“Goodbye Alex”.

I shut the door, but Alex blocks it with his foot.

“I don’t think so, we’re talking about this now”.

“There is nothing to talk about”, I bite back.

“Are you here with another guy? Is that it?”

“What? No. And even if I was, it’s none of your business.”

He scoffs.

He takes a few steps forward “you know you still want me” he murmurs.

I back away anxiously.

He keeps inching forward until my back hits the wall.

“Why won’t you just admit it to yourself?”

He creeps forwards and suddenly smashes his lips against mine.

“Wha-”.

He continues, while his kisses slowly become more forceful.

“Alex, what has gotten into you?”

“Hmm I’ve missed this”.

Suddenly he slides his hand under my shirt, groping my breasts.

“No!” 

I try to wriggle free.

“Don’t play hard to get” he chuckles. You used to love this.

I angrily spit in his face.

“You bitch”. He slaps my face and grabs my neck and starts choking me.

I cough and kick him in the balls as hard as I can.

I break away from his grip and run away.

“Help!”, “help!”, “Pablo, Marc?” “Where are you guys?” “Where is everyone?”

“Don’t you run away from me” Alex grunts.

I run towards the bathroom and lock the door as quickly as I can.

I fall to the floor weeping.

“Y/N, Y/N, open up!”

I look for my phone, shit, I don’t have it on me.

“Go away”.

“Please I just wanna talk”.

“No I wail, you’ve already done enough”.

“What will it take for you to give me another chance?”

“I’d never take you back, not in a million years!”

“Don’t be like this.”

“I don’t know why you’re acting so distant.”

“Please Y/N, I”ll give you anything you want, please just open the door.”

“Please”

“Please”, his voice sounds more desperate.

“Y/N/!”

The doorknob starts to move.

Alex continues to slam his fists into the door.

“Goddammit, open up.”

“For fuck’s sake, just open up!”

“You can’t hide in there forever.”

He starts to kick the door.

Héctor’s POV

“Hey man, who are you? What the hell are you doing here?”

“Hey dude, stop.”

“Don’t touch me!”

“Woah, calm down, you can’t just barge in here like that.”

“I’m not intruding Y/N knows me, doesn’t she?”

“Y/N, tell him you know me.”

Y/N starts sobbing uncontrollably.

“Y/N, Y/N calm down, just tell me what’s going on.”

“Y/N? Please answer me.”

“Mate she clearly doesn’t wanna talk to you.”

“Why’s she in there sobbing? Huh?”  

“I don’t know, must be on her period.”

“You’re full of shit”.

“I’m so sick of you” Alex says.

Before I know it he lunges at me and I feel myseIf toppling over.

Oh, he’s asking for it.

“I don’t know who you are, but no one hurts Y/N”.

I walk towards him and start dealing out blow after blow, until he’s laying below me a whimpering mess.

“Please, please, just stop”.

“Shut up” I say as I punch him in the face.

I lean over and whisper into his ear “if you ever come close to her again, you”ll regret it”.

“Ye- yes”.

“Now scurry off”.

Alex starts limping towards the door, I shut I resolutely shut it behind me.

“Y/N?”

I can hear her sobbing.

“Please open up.”

Y/N starts crying even harder.

“Please, he’s gone, I promise”.

The lock slowly turns around and I see Y/N’s tear-stained face. Deflatedly she falls into my arms and starts sobbing uncontrollably.

“It’s okay, I’m here for you.”

I hold her closely against my chest and I can feel a wet spot starting to form on my shirt.

I don’t know what to say, what will make her stop crying. The only thing I know is that I feel the need to protect her.

We stand in front of the bathroom, while time seems to stand still.

I can hear some murmuring in the distance.

“Oh my god, what happened?”

“Héctor are you okay?”

“What’s going on?”

“Why’s Y/N crying?”

“Where were you guys?” I ask angrily.

“Outside? Why.”

“Why? Because Y/N was in the bathroom, crying her heart out and if it weren’t for me that creep would’ve pestered her for god knows how long.”

“Creep? What creep?”

“Some guy was bothering Y/N, she’d locked herself in the bathroom while he was trying to get in.”

“I’m not quite sure what transpired, she hasn’t talked to me yet.”

“What guy?” Gavi is fuming.

“Relax, I’ve already taken care of it.”

Gavi raises his eyebrow.

“I beat him to a pulp.”

“Good”, Gavi mutters.

“I’m really sorry we weren’t there, we were just outside and couldn’t hear anything.” Frenkie said.

“We never meant for this to happen.” Áron said.

“I know” I respond.

I try to break away from Y/N.

“No!” She shrieks.

“Please, please don’t leave me, she says, chest heaving.”

“I won’t I say quickly.” While embracing her.

“Please stay with me”. She mutters.

“Always.” I respond.

“What do you need?” I ask her.

“I’d like to lie down”.

“Of course”.

I take her to her bedroom, I wait standing in the doorframe, not wanting to intrude.

“Will you lay with me?” She asks with a small voice.

“Of course.”

Before I know it we’re laying down while Y/N nuzzles her head against my chest. I lean into her and slowly start stroking her hair.

“What happened with that guy back there? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“He, that was my ex, Alex.”

“Ex?”

“Yeah, he wouldn’t leave me alone and appeared on Gavi’s doorstep out of nowhere.”

“Geez”.

“He wouldn’t leave and after I tried shutting him down multiple times he got physical.”

“Physical?”

“He touched me.”

“Like?”

“Yes,” she croaks and starts sobbing.

My chest tenses, that bastard.

“Don’t worry, I”ll make sure that he”ll never lay a finger on you ever again, I promise.”

“I was so scared, I tried screaming for help and no one came.”

“I’m so sorry, we were outside and coudn’t hear a thing, otherwise I would’ve come sooner.”

“I know, you don’t have to apologize.”

“I do, fuck Y/N I feel so bad for intervening that late.”

“Don’t be, at least you were there.”

“But I was too late, he already hurt you by the time I arrived. I can’t forgive myself. I hate seeing you like this. I hate that you made you feel this way.”

“You have no idea how grateful I am that you were there Héctor”.

“Still, you shouldn’t have had to lock yourself in the bathroom.”

“Héctor when will you stop?” She sighs.

“I”ll stop once I see his limp body on the floor”, I bite back.

Y/N looks up at me with doe eyes, I’m transfixed in her gaze.

She moves towards me and places a gentle kiss on my lips. I’m taken aback but quickly answer her by placing my hand on her cheek and kissing her back. I kiss her back hungrily. I’ve been waiting for her to do this since forever.

“There, I knew that’d shut you up”. She giggles.

“It did”, I grin.

“How’d you know?”

“I had an inkling.”

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this.”

“Really?”

Really.

“I’m glad you’re here.” She says.

Me too.

And all of a sudden I can’t stand it anymore, being this close to her, without shooting my shot.

I kiss her back eagerly and position my body so that I’m on top of her.

I pull back and look at her face, she looks at me serenely and I push back a couple of hairs that had gotten into her face.

“Do you want this?”

“Yes”.

“Are you sure? I mean you seemed pretty shaken up back there.”

“Stop talking”, she says.

I take off my shirt and continue my slow assault. I make my way to her neck leaving small kisses on it.

Then I take off her shirt, her bra until she’s bare naked in front of me.

“That’s not fair, you’re still wearing pants.”

“That’s true”, I say and I quickly take both my pants and undergarments off.

I’m already hard and seeing Y/N beneath me turns me on more than it should.

I push two fingers inside of her and she lets out a gasp.

“Ready?”

Ready.

I slide in and give her some time to adjust.

“Hmmf”.

“Are you okay?” I ask worriedly.

“Yes, it’s just”, she blushes.

I chuckle in understanding, “big”? I enquire.

“Yes.”

“Don’t worry babe, I”ll go slow.”

I start thrusting until I feel Y/N’s walls clenching around me.

“Fuck baby, you’re so tight.”

“Please Héctor, please keep going.”

“Of course,” I grin.

“Say my name again”.

“Héctor, oh god, Héctor, faster, faster.”

I speed up my movements, until I feel I’ve reached the edge.

“Babe I’m gonna cum, if you don’t want me to cum inside of you, you should tell me now.”

“No Héctor, I wanna feel all of you,” she whines.

“Okay doll”, I thrust into her a couple of times. The fifth thrust sends me over the edge and cum starts shooting out of my cock. It twitches a couple of times, before I calm down. I pull out.

“Fuck babe, you made me cum so hard.”

“You’re welcome.”

I place a kiss on top of her head.

“You know, I could go again.” She says.

“Your wish is my command,” I say, while I get ready for round two.

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[drakesfeelings]

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ TAKING REQUESTS

hello everyone, if any of you would like to request something—it all happens underneath that post.

knowing that i principally write on marc guiu, i can write for other players ! like,

— trent arnold alexander

— jude bellingham

— erling haaland

— pablo gavi

— pedri gonzalez

— hector fort

— alejandro balde

— joao felix

and many more (depending on the request)…

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that’s all for me, remember to request underneath this post. xx

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