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nosugarallspice · 9 months
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prompt 51: "don't cover your mouth, I want to hear you" with hector in the locker room 🫡
Stoppppp!!! Pookieeee this is soooo !!!!
Minors DNI!!!
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The match finally ended, and Hector was nowhere to be found. You quickly made your way towards the locker room, you figured more than likely he’d be in there. Sure enough, he was.
“You played so well today, babe.” You smiled, your hands resting on his chest as you stared up at him.
“Thank you, baby.” He kissed your lips, then your neck and it just kept going.
“Babe, not here.” You giggled while you tried to push him back a bit. Hector wouldn’t let up, he had you pinned between him and the wall behind you. His hands gripped the hem of your skirt, pulling it up. “We’ll be quick.” He smiled, his lips pressed against your neck.
Before you could protest any further, he pushed into you slowly, making sure you felt him inch by inch.
“Fuck, you feel amazing.” His hand gripped your hip as he picked up the pace. Your back slammed against the wall repeatedly, moans escaping you, but you quickly put your hand over your mouth.
In which Hector yanked away. “Don’t cover your mouth, I want to hear you.” He whispered into your ear.
At this point you didn’t care, the loud moans bounced off the walls, the sound of skin slapping mixed in. “You’re doing so good.”
“My pretty girl.”
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footballffbarbiex · 1 year
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Winter: Reunions.
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player: Héctor Bellerín words: 787 request: Héctor Bellerín - She - 500 / 900 - Hear me out: Héctor has moved back to Spain and it is his first proper Christmas away from London. She's an old friend whom he hasn't seen since they were kids, and you know, the chemistry is off the roof because she's grown up now. I wouldn't want her too be super attractive, but have confidence and be smart, and maybe she's the one that offers him a jacket when they are outside, etc... I'm just desperate for some Héctor haha, I'll read anything to be honest.
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Héctor always thought that by the time he came “home”, he’d feel as though something had clicked back in place within him and he’d feel content. Living in London hadn’t been awful or given him a feeling of emptiness, but when he compared it to the feeling he got when he stepped from a plane once landed in Spain, he did feel as though maybe he was missing something. But moving here hadn’t done what he’d hoped. Friends and family had smothered him with love, ensured he never felt lonely and though he couldn’t put his finger on it, something didn’t feel right.
“Are you ok?” Her voice sounds behind him but before he can really twist his body to turn to look at who spoke, she’s already climbing over the log and sitting herself down next to him. He scans her face, taking in the unfamiliar-yet-so-familiar face until her lips twist and curve into a crooked smile and she chuckles. “You don’t know who I am, do you?”
“I want to.” He admits, trying to think as quickly as he can as to where we know each other. Her happy expression drops and he can almost hear her stomach churn from embarrassment. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it li-”
“It’s fine. I just…I thought that night meant more to you than this but…” she trails off and gives him a pained smile.
Surprise grips Héctor by the throat and he wants the floor to open up and swallow him. He begins to stutter, words of an apology mixed with humiliation and words to redeem himself tumble out and only when his cheeks darken and his breathing sounds as though he’s about to hyperventilate does she laugh.
“I’m joking. Really I’m joking, breathe.” her hand touches his arm tenderly as he lets out a steady stream of air. “Your face though.”
“But have we met?” He questions, hating that his memory is betraying him.
She’s about to answer when he very noticeably shivers, goosebumps erupting over any exposed skin with a final surge which makes him do a little dance on the spot. “Here,” she wastes no time in pulling her hoodie from her body, ignoring the protests of Héctor as she does so.
“I can’t take this from you,” he continues to argue but she shakes her head, not wanting to hear a word of it.
“You’re not taking it from me, I've given it to you for a while. There’s a difference. I would rather that I caught a cold than you. My job is more forgiving if I’m sick. I can still sit behind a desk if I can’t breathe .”
There’s something in the expression that contorts her face that makes him pause, images flooding his mind but it’s of a much younger version of the woman sitting next to him now. Her first name, along with the class that they’d sit beside one another in, is finally spoken.
Her smile lights up her face as she nods. “So you do remember.”
“Not as I probably should but,” he nods, “yeah.”
Héctor feeds his limbs into the arms of the hoodie and pulls it over his head to where her warmth is still embedded into the fabric. Her perfume lingers in the threads, a scent that suits her.
“Do you often go around, handing out your clothing to cold men?”
“It’s my main pick up line actually.” he replies and Héctor laughs. The sight and sound of it makes her smile.
“How is that going for you?”
“Well, you’re wearing it, aren’t you?” She had him there, he couldn’t deny that. When the two of them lapse into silence for a minute or two, she tries again. “So I’ll ask you again, are you ok?”
“What makes you think I’m not?”
“You seem quiet. And you look lost.”
“Lost?” Héctor repeats, now thinking that this seems like a more than perfect way to describe his feelings. “I think I'm just trying to adjust to being here again, create a new routine all over again. I don’t like things feeling like they’re up in the air.”
“That’s understandable,” she nods and adjusts herself in her spot. “You’ll find your way Bellerín, you always did back then and I get the feeling you always will.”
“A reunion and free advice? You’re spoiling me tonight.”
“And a hoodie as a bonus.” She elbows him gently, making him chuckle. It wasn’t just the female company, he was sure of that, but maybe the outsider's view and the belief from an old friend is what makes his stomach settle a little, causes his shoulders to relax and, at least for the night, makes him optimistic for what’s to come.
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emwritesfootball · 3 years
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Threesomes 3 | 8 with Héctor Bellerín and Another Girl
“There’s a surprise upstairs for you.” “You bought me lingerie?”
Warnings: massage with a happy ending, nipple play, fingering, multiple orgasms, girl-on-girl, etc
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You’d been thinking about Héctor’s text all day, your mind racing at all the possibilities the moment your phone pinged with the message telling you there would be a surprise waiting for you when you got home.
At first, you thought it could be something classy like champagne. You’d recently gotten a promotion within your department, but you and Héctor had celebrated that two weeks ago, so you quickly ruled that out. Then, your mind turned to potential surprises Héctor had - it was the transfer window, and you couldn’t help wondering if he was transferring clubs. You dismissed that idea, too, though, knowing he would’ve talked to you about it long before now, and he wouldn’t have framed it as a surprise.
Everything else that crossed your mind was less of a surprise and more of a present, but you figured that presents could also be surprises.
“Héc?” You called out when you got home, slipping off your shoes and hanging up your jacket and putting your keys where they belonged. You were about to call out his name again when you noticed a note card in his handwriting.
There’s a surprise upstairs for you
“Héctor?” You made your way upstairs, opening the door to the bedroom you shared. “Did you buy me lingerie?”
“Something like that,” came a woman’s sultry reply, and your gaze met hers. She was sitting in the centre of the bed wearing nothing but a silk robe and what you assumed was matching lingerie. “Héctor said you’d had a hard week and that you were in need of a massage.” She got off the bed and sauntered towards you. “Preferably one with a happy ending.”
Your stomach dipped in anticipation. “That sounds amazing,” you whispered, swallowing hard. The two of you had talked about bringing a third into the bedroom for a long time, but you didn’t think it would come about like this.
“Get undressed for me.”
You did as she ordered, stripping down to just your bra and panties.
“Those, too - if you’d like.” She gestured to your undergarments.
Your eyes were on hers as you unclasped your bra and wiggled out of your panties, sucking in a breath as your nipples puckered and your pussy dripped in the cool air.
“Come. Lay facedown on the bed.”
You let out a sigh as your body sank down into the mattress. Moments later, you felt her hands on you, slick with massage oil. “Please let me know if I’m pressing too hard or too light. This massage is supposed to help relax you as well as turn you on, so don’t hesitate to tell me what you want.”
“Will you be, uhm, massaging my boobs and my, uh, pussy, too?” You asked hesitantly.
“If that’s something you’d like, I can definitely get those areas. I think you’ll also find that there are plenty of erogenous zones on your body that aren’t linked to those spots.” She pressed her thumbs down on your spine, sliding down and you let out a moan.
“Oh, fuck, that feels amazing.”
“I’m glad, mi amor,” came Héctor’s voice from somewhere far away. You hadn’t realized he’d entered the room, but right now you didn’t care. “You deserve a relaxing massage.”
“Is she going to work on you next?” You asked, your voice muffled from being buried in the mattress.
“In a sense, yes.”
Her soft hands were eventually replaced with Héctor’s as she taught him her technique. You thought you would pass out from pleasure when her hands returned to join Héctor’s, doubling all the sensations as Héctor’s hands wandered between your legs and hers reached for your boobs.
“Can we make you cum, mi amor?” Héctor asked, pressing kisses to your lower back.
“Please!” You begged, letting them do whatever they wanted to you so long as you got an orgasm out of it.
Héctor’s fingers expertly massaged your clit while the masseuse worked over your nipples, giving you a powerful orgasm you’d never experienced before. “Good girl,” she praised in your ear, trailing kisses down your neck and shoulder. “That’s the first of many we’ll be giving you tonight.”
“Do I get to return the favour?” You asked once you caught your breath and the brain fog lifted slightly.
“That depends on whether or not you like eating pussy,” she replied, playing with your nipples again, “because if you do, I might let you have a taste while your boyfriend watches.”
Your pussy clenched around Héctor’s fingers in response to that, earning a chuckle from him. “I think she likes the sound of that,” he told the masseuse, his other hand massaging your ass cheeks.
By the time the masseuse was done with you, you were sleepy and sated. She’d knelt over you and rode your face while Héctor watched; every part of your body had been massaged until you weren’t sure you had any bones left you were so relaxed.
“Were you surprised?” Héctor asked as he helped rinse the massage oil and other fluids off your body later that night.
“I was,” you confirmed, a sated smile on your lips. “It was everything I needed and more. Don’t ever surprise me with lingerie ever again.”
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Hector taking care of your baby so you can rest
You guys had just came back from work, exhausted! You made it home, and put your bag on the couch...You decided to lay down on the couch so you would rest your eyes for a little before you go and take care of Sofia. Hector saw you lying down on the couch then he sat down next to you and caresses your face, you woke up and smiled at Hector. He kisses your lips and you kissed him back, he was asking about your day at work as he was trying to talk Sofia starts crying.
You were about to get up to go upstairs to Hector stopped you, "Amor, acuestate te ves cansada! Dejame ir a calmar a Sofia y tu descansas mi amor!" (Let me go calm Sofia down while you rest my love). He kissed your forehead and went to Sofia’s room, a couple minutes later he comes carrying a sleeping Sofia and sits next to you. Your eyes start to flutter and you look at him in awe at how he’s a great father. You take your phone out and capture the beautiful moment between your husband and daughter.
Hector lays down and lays Sofia on his chest, you went over to them and lay your head on his shoulder and he smiles when he looks at you. The three of you fall asleep in the living room, and you fall asleep thinking about how perfect your family was and how content you were with how you ended up with the love of your life/man of your dreams and how you ended up having the perfect child.
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nuestraluzdelaluna · 3 years
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Héctor Bellerín NSFW alphabet
‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾ smut ☽༓・*˚⁺‧͙
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Sweet. He will tell you sweet things, how good you did and how much he loves you. Caressing your body. Bringing you a glass of water and cleaning you up. Then Héctor will lay down either next to you or lay his head on you talking to you about nothing and everything.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
To use his answer, it his his brain. But since this is a nsfw alphabet let’s get a bit more sexy.
Héctor really likes his arms. He likes how good his tattoos compliment his skin. Seeing you in his arms, the contrast of his big arms on your body really turns him on.
On you héctor loves your hands. He enjoys how soft they feel on his skin. Always wanting to at least touch your hands somehow. Héctor especially liked them around his dick, looking so elegant and cute compared to his size.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Héctor doesn’t care where his cum lands as long as it is somewhere on your body, not wanting to waste any of it. He loves to see your body decorated by his cum.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Héctor loves to take polaroids of you two in the bedroom. Your dick in his mouth, his hands on your boobs or his cum dripping out of you. Keeping his favorite picture wallet to look at it when he misses you.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
He he very experienced. He knows exactly how to work his body. Knowing how to touch you or even act to make you react to him. Héctor will know how to make you feel good and cum in minutes.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Héctor doesn’t have a favorite position, he loves to see your body in every situation.
Missionary - having your legs over his shoulder and hitting all the right spots inside you. Watching your tits jiggle from the force of his thrusts. Demanding to keep your eyes open so he look directly into your eyes and whisper the dirtiest things to you.
Doggy - hector loves spanking you. Seeing how his red handprint forms on your ass check. Pulling on the back of your hair making you look at him and putting his hand around your neck. Loving how tight your gripping his writs as he gives you pleasure.
Cow girl - he enjoys seeing you so powerful above him. Using him to your pleasure, having your boobs in front of his face being able to just lean forward and suck on your nipples. However when he thinks you’ve got enough he will hold your hips down and just thrust up.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Héctor is not goofy at all. Giving you both so much pleasure at once that there is not much time to be goofy. Being concentrated on being as intimate as possible.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
He has his little happy trail but besides that he will keep himself groomed neatly.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
For héctor sex is a very intimate thing. Even if you both are going really hard and rough at it he still tries to make it at intimate as possible while holding his dominate role.
„I love you my good little slut“
„Estas tan buena mi bébé“
„Such i good girl“
„Joder te quiero“
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
He will jack off a lot. Of course you guys are going to be separated a lot due to his profession so facetime sex is very common. However hector loves to just look at you and jerk off or sometimes when he eats you out he can’t stop but sneak a hand down his pants and start stroking himself.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Praising - he loves to hear you tell him how good he makes you feel.
„You feel so good papi“
„Fuck you’re so big“
„Stretching me out so good“
Papi - call him papi and he will get hard immediately. He is then ready to take you everywhere and even if you guys are in public he will find a way to make himself and you cum.
Slapping - he loves to see your ass jiggle when he does it. Seeing your boobs become red as he leaves his handprint on them.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Héctor doesn’t care. If you are in public he will find a way to be inside you. He will put his hand around your mouth forcing you to keep your moans to yourself. However he loves to fuck you infringe of a mirror, making you watch him very closely.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
when you wear red - whether it’s his jersey or red lipstick, something about it always turns him on
sitting on lap - even in completely innocent situations, having you on his lap and his hands on your thigh will always get him thinking how easy it would be for you just to get off on his thigh.
Do anything with his hair and he’s gone
Kiss his neck he is gone
Talk to him in Spanish, even if it’s broken or not pronounced right his dick loves it
Seeing your intelligence will really get him going - finding something so sexy about it
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Generally speaking something you would express you don’t like he would not do.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Héctor loves to eat you out and gets immense pleasure from it. Starting to kiss from you neck down to your thighs leaving hickeys ok his path. Teasing your thighs for what feels like ages before he licks a bold stripe up you slit collecting all your wetness. He will then start to attack your clit, flicking his tongue up and down before pushing two fingers inside you reaching all the right places. You will find out later that all this time he has been touching himself as well
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Fast and rough, all the time. He loves to see your body react to the force of his thrusts.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Héctor is always down to fuck you which always results in hickeys. Especially after a match he has so much adrenaline he needs to get out, so you guys are always on the search for a empty space at the emirates do go at it. After a loss you can be sure that the whole stadium would hear you if he wouldn’t have his hand in front of your mouth.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
He is a risky motherfucker and always experimenting to make your sex life even better.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
He surprisingly doesn’t last too long he will however go the whole night. Needing some time to recuperate in which he will constantly praise you, and then he is ready to make you cum all night.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
He will use all the toys. Using vibrators even when he is fucking you, vibrating panties in public to tease you, handcuffs and gags.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Héctor is always teasing. Stopping right before you cum to make you cum even harder.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He is everything but quiet. Always groaning and panting. Héctor is big into dirty talk, literally never shutting up he is always whispering nasty things into your ear.
“I’m gonna make you feel so good”
“Such a needy girl for me”
“My good little slut”
“ Haces que papi se sienta tan bien nena”
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Héctor loves to feel your lips. Nothing more sensual for him than to just feel you kiss down his body. Tacing his tattoos with your lips and tongue, nibbling down his v line and leaving hickeys all over his body.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Héctor is big and knows it. He stretches you out every single time and you still need time to adjust to his size. And this will make him very cocky.
“Look at me store thing out this tight pussy”
“Been fucking you all week and your still tight around me amor”
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
High. Expect sex at least once a day.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
He’s not gone that quick. Talking to you a lot and watching you sleep.
Estas tan buena mi bébé - You are so good my baby
Joder te quiero - fuck i love you
Haces que papi se sienta tan bien nena - you make papi feel so good baby
Amor - love
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lxndonorris · 3 years
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sleepy boy - Héctor Bellerin
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Y/N x Héctor Bellerin
Theme: Smutish, Touching, Teasing, Swearing (not too explicit)
enjoying the lazy morning with Héctor x
word count: 800
It’s early in the morning on this beautiful Tuesday when you wake up to the sound of birds singing their lovely songs outside of your open bedroom window and the sun shines brightly against your skin, its warmth spending you immediate comfort. Barely able to open your eyes, you rub your face against Héctors, your boyfriend, arm, which you’re using at a comfortable but stiff pillow. You can hear him moving right behind your back and assume that he’s already awake for a while since he’s always the one to wake up first.
Carefully but with your eyes closed, you turn around, and rest your head against his tattoed arm once more. For a while, you’re lying there, motionless, waiting for him to make the first move but Héctor doesn't move at all. Normally, he will kiss you instantly and it turned into a daily ritual, but somehow, he doesn’t even say anything. Surprised, you open your eyes to find him lying right next to you, the blanket just covering parts of his legs, exposing his well-formed body. He’s covering his eyes with his other arm, but you notice a coy smile forming in the corner of his mouth.
“Are you awake?” You grunt, your voice still husky and rough while you run a hand through your hair. Again, Héctor doesn't react, but you know that he’s playing with you. “Oh, too bad. I think you’d like this.” You smirk and place one hand at his biceps, your fingers carefully tracing the outlines of his tattoos to his shoulder until you reach his chest. Even though he’s trying his best to hide his enjoyment, you notice his whole body reacting to your touch and the corner of his mouth twitch from time to time as he’s trying so hard not to smile. Raising one of your eyebrows, you run your hand down his body, and with every breath, he takes, his chest bulges against the palm of your hand.
“Still asleep huh?” You lick your lips, moving your hand further down to his waist, where you start to stroke him tenderly, from his belly button to the tip of his blue Calvin Klein boxers. Just then, Héctor lets out a low groan, while his whole body tenses slowly. Stroking him again and again, you enjoy watching him struggling to keep this charade up until he lets his arm sink down to his chest, and starts to stroke himself gently. Your eyes meet his burning gaze instantly, the rising tension sending shivers down your spine. “Good morning,” Héctor growls happily and closes his eyes again. 
“Good morning, sleepy boy.” You giggle quietly as you intensify your strokes slowly and your eyes wander down his chest, to his hand running down his body to yours until you see a dent forming in his underwear, the outlines of his dick pressing against its thin fabric. “Hmm, that feels so good.” He groans loudly, stretching his legs and touching himself firmly. “Oh, I can see that.” You smirk again, but before you can say another word, Héctor rolls on top of you, his weight pinning you against the soft sheets of your bed. Now, his face hovers just inches over yours, and his expression tenses heavily, his gaze burning on your skin.
“Naughty, aren’t we.” He hisses, biting his lower lip teasingly while you can feel his bulge gently rubbing against your thighs. “You’re one to talk.” You bark quietly, and place a hand at his neck, tracing his firm jawline to his chin, enjoying his scruffy goatee on your skin. Héctor grunts again, his eyes now stuck at your hand until he raises his head curiously. “What are you gonna do about it, heh?” Smirking, he raises both of his eyebrows, before he leans into you, kissing you passionately, gently grinding his crotch against your thighs. You can feel his hands now on your waist as his tongue explores every corner of your mouth, leaving his sweet taste everywhere.
Even though you’re enjoying every second of this, there is no time now, since you’re heaving an important meeting this morning. So you touch his cheek tenderly, causing him to separate himself from you, just enough that you can still feel his lips on yours and his warm breath on your skin. “You’ve got a meeting right?” He says lovingly, his hands following the outlines of your body to your arms down to your hands, where he intertwines his fingers with yours. Nodding slowly, you caress his face gently. “We’ll have enough time this evening.” You smile shyly, your eyes wandering down to his bulging underwear, “I’ll wait for you, always.” Héctor says, his voice is now huskier than before. 
You kiss him one last time before it’s time to get ready for work.
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macybeckham7 · 3 years
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hey! can u write one with hector where hes on sex ban but the reader teases him so they end up having sex thank u
You knew about the sex ban but you knew that he wouldn’t keep to Arteta’s rule. You walked out of the en-suite bathroom, in just your white towel, you gently undo it and drop it on the floor showing off your body, you turn around before bending over giving him a perfect view. He lets out a small moan, as he bites his bottom lip. You put on a small thong and a small shirt, you walk over to him with him instantly wrapping his arms around you and pulling you on him. You gently roll your hips over him as you feel how hard he was. His mouth was all over your neck as you knew that the ban was completely out of the window. He rolls you over making you squeal, ‘you desperate for daddy, you knew exactly what you were doing’ he smirks, as he watches as your back arches as he gently sinks himself inside you.
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chilly-me-softly · 3 years
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Def a part 2 to the Dom one but also a Heccy b angst fluff drama idk just something so I can read more of your writing x
It's past midnight and you are still awake, no sign of tiredness on your face as you watch tv. Stupid movies that always have a happy ending. That's why your relationships never end well, you grew up thinking that everything could be resolved in hours but the reality is quite different.
You snort as the two main characters share one last sweet kiss before the credits roll, tossing the blanket to one side and getting up from the couch. You walk over to the window, pulling back the curtain slightly and noticing that there is no one outside. You don't want to move to bed and spend another couple of hours tossing and turning waiting for your eyes to close in exhaustion, but given the late hour you don't even think about going out for a walk. No matter how quiet it is, you wouldn't feel relaxed and that would be the opposite of what you want at that moment.
And as you move away from the window you hear a knock. A light tap on your door that you think you've imagined, like when you hear the phone vibrate but it's really not. There is a doorbell, why would anyone tap their knuckles against a hard surface?!
But you approach slowly, more to have an excuse to scold yourself when once you open the door you find no one there. But instead you are surprised when you find Hector in front of the door. He enters without too much fuss while you close the door trying to keep your emotions at bay. Obviously a small part of you was hoping he would show up, even though you had started to lose hope when you saw how late he was.
As soon as you've turned towards him, you find him inches from your face. Your breath dying in your throat as he rests a hand on your hip. "This is the last time" he murmurs before rushing to your lips in a needy kiss.
He had said that the time before too. Yours wasn't a relationship, neither of you had labelled it and you certainly weren't doing the common things any couple does. All you knew was that he was at your place after midnight, when everyone was asleep that thing between you started; no one but you knew about it and you were both fine with that. You were his little secret, always ready for him. But he was going to leave soon and that had given you the push to end that unhealthy adventure. But it was just easier to say.
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footballdaydream · 3 years
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Could I request something about cuddling in bed with hector and he's the little spoon lol x
“Can we switch?”, you heard Hector mumble from behind you. The two of you were laying in bed for a little midday nap, both of you still quite tired from last night seeing as though you hadn’t slept that well. You raised your eyebrow lightly, not really knowing what he had meant hence you turned around in his arms and looked up at your boyfriend, a sheepish smile on his lips. “What do you want to switch?”, you asked him, your hand coming up to brush through his hair, his eyes closing lightly as he enjoyed your touch. “Well ..”, he started, a light blushing on his cheeks as he looked into your eyes again, a light giggle leaving your lips as you told him to just keep talking.
“Can I be the little spoon, please? I love having your arms around me.”, he said sheepishly, a bright smile gracing your lips as you nodded your head. “Turn around babe.”, you told him. Hector kissed your lips quickly before he turned around, your arms soon around his as you put your head on his back, his hands starting to play with yours. “How does it feel?”, you asked him, giggling lightly as you heard him sigh. “Very good. Now sleep. I’m tired.”, he said. You slapped his back playfully as you felt his lips on the back of your hand, the two of you soon falling asleep.
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travellvogue · 3 years
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Could you do a jealous Hector Bellerin?
“who’s marc?” he frowns, eyes trained on his phone as you lay in bed beside him, “marc? uhh... i don’t know a marc i don’t think?” you answer truthfully, wondering why he’s looking so angry, “really? cos it looks like he knows you from all this crap” he fits, pointing his phone for you to see several comments made under your recent instagram from this ‘marc’ guy, “seems to be getting pretty comfortable. calling you ‘gorgeous, stunning, beautiful, fit’ reading shit out a dictionary by the sounds of it” Hector spurs, you can’t help but giggle, “okay, i’ll use that logic when thousandssss of girls comment on your pics” you laugh dryly, hector shaking his head and realising maybe he’s being a lil jealous for no reason
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marcdurm · 4 years
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Could you do a sort of smutty blurb for hector plz where the reader is sort of in control and he's kind of subby? (Not like femdom or anything like that, just slight sub vibes if you know what I mean) with lots of praise kink and calling him pretty and pulling his hair 😳
Thank you xx
It started as a joke, you had handcuffed him on the bed to tease him and see his reaction of you trying to take control but soon things started getting into the right mood once you started giving him a striptease show. It was strange to him -and you- to have his body restricted from touching you but he was playing along, letting you have your own game this time. His moans were your confirmation that he also enjoyed this switch-up in your bedroom. Two orgasms later, you had freed his hands and it was his turn to make you feel as good as you did to him. His head was between your legs, and your fingers were pulling on his hair or holding his head as close to you as possible, while you kept on praising him and letting him know how good he makes you feel. This is what he loved the most and you knew it. He wanted to hear you and he wanted to know that what he does feels as good to you as he aims. “We should try that again” you smirked as he collapsed next to you a couple of rounds later, only for you to earn a spank to remind you that he’s the one who has control in bed but adding a “don’t get too used to it” leaving you a hint that it would be repeated again.
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nosugarallspice · 10 months
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Hector Bellerin
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“don’t cover your mouth, I want to hear you”
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footballffbarbiex · 2 years
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Always A First.
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player: Hector Bellerin words: 757 request: Hector Bellerin  |  She  |   Hector wants to be more with the girl that owns a vegetable stand (the vegan in me will scream if you wrote smoll blurb about this)
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With a new produce store opening, Hector hadn’t been able to resist visiting. The urge to feel and sniff everything was taking over but he remained firm and allowed his eyes to feast on the bright colours while he took in the scents of the produce and smells of the store itself. His mind whirls with ideas of what to make whenever he comes in and each new dish tastes better than the last with the endless possibilities now presented to him. It quickly became routine for Hector to pass by when he was finishing training or after a match, if it was still open. With pulses, grains, dairy free milks and cheese, the small store held a lot of goods which brought in a lot of custom; especially his.
He’d like to put it down to only the food as to why he’s continued to come here, but really, he knows it’s more than that. With his basket hooked over his forearm as he browses, he keeps glancing up to see where she is, quickly dropping his gaze once more if she begins to look up at him. Funny, beautiful and from what he’s witnessed, kind and caring, she seemed to be the whole package and that made him nervous. Each time he’s been in, she’s always struck up conversation with him, made him laugh and left him feeling butterflies fluttering in his stomach.
Still pretending to be minding his business, he almost misses her speaking to him - only realising it’s him that she’s speaking to when he glances back up and she’s laughing, her eyes fixed on him as she leans against the cash register counter. “In a world of your own today, I see.”
“I am so sorry, were you speaking to me?” heat flushes his cheeks and he hopes they’re not reddening as much as they feel it.
She pays attention to me?
“It’s fine.” she gives a wave of her hand and smiles again. “I asked what you were cooking tonight.”
“Not a clue at the minute. I keep hoping I’ll see something that I want but I’m coming up with nothing. Not that there’s nothing good to eat here, because there is,” he stumbles over his words, “it’s just that-”
“Too much choice?” She finishes for him, saving him from himself.
“Right.” he nods, “usually I have an idea when I come in for what I want but,” he gives her another look and when she looks at him expectantly, he finishes with a rather disappointing “I’m a bit lost for ideas now. And words apparently.”
She eyes the contents of his basket and scrunches her mouth to the side as she begins to play with a pen as she thinks. “Do you have any allergies?”
“Trying to kill me off?” he grins after speaking and she laughs.
“It’s good to know your weaknesses of course.”
“None. No allergies. That I’ve found anyway.”
“There’s always a first,” she teases and pushes away from the counter. “Come, follow me.”
She navigates the store in a way that you would expect the owner to. She makes her way down the narrow aisles, fingers pulling items from the shelves and drops them into his basket, occasionally holding up two items and asking which he’d prefer.
“Have I put anything in here that you wouldn’t eat?” she asks, and he shakes his head. No.
Hector watches as she gathers everything she needs and heads back to the counter, pulls a pad of paper from beneath the desk and begins to write out a recipe.
Her handwriting is neat, almost as though she’s printed it from a word document. He can see a list of ingredients and their quantities, and step by step being written out.
“Try this,” she says as she carefully pulls the paper from the pad and hands it to him. “I’d like a review.”
“And if I don’t like it?”
“Then it’s certainly how you’ve made it, because this is tried and tested. And if it’s awful, I’ll have to make it for you myself sometime.”
“Then maybe I’ll make it badly and see how it should be done.”
“Oh no, no, no.” She wags her finger at him, “you are not wasting my good produce like this. I will be happy to cook for you, but you need to ask me for the date first.”
“Tonight? After you close up?”
“You waste no time. I like that. Tonight is good.” She nods and smiles to herself before ringing up his sale.
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emwritesfootball · 3 years
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For the rain themed blurbs could I request hector bellerin and some sort of angsty making up in the rain? (Like in movies where the characters kiss in the rain!!)
You were woken up by the sound of rain pattering against your window but when you paid closer attention, you realized there were rocks mixed in. “What the hell are you doing?” You hissed, wrapping your arms around yourself. The day was already chilly and the rain wasn’t making it any better; of course you’d been in such a hurry that you didn’t think to dress for the occasion, your flip flops and sleeping shirt barely doing anything. “I’m sorry,” Héctor said, remorse written across his beautiful face. “For what? You’ve got a lot to apologize for - not to mention the cold you’re about to give me by making me stand out in the rain for you.” Héctor took a step towards you, taking you in his arms. “I’m sorry for all of it. Please, let me try again and I’ll show you how good we can be together.” You hated that you melted into his arms but you’d missed him so much, kissing him as the rain soaked through your clothes.
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Hector bellerin where the lads video him and the reader celebrating the win against Man City and post together
The game was intense, Arsenal was playing against Manchester City to try and make it to the finals of the Emirates Cup. The Man City defense was on point at times, stopping some of the goals being made by Arsenal. When the game was over, the final score ended up being 2-0 with Arsenal winning. You were excited because that meant that Arsenal was going to move on to the final, you made your way down to the pitch to walk over to Hector.
You were so proud of him, when you made it over to him he wrapped his arms around your waist and kisses your lips “Hector, I’m so proud of you! You passed to the final! I love you” You said while wrapping your arms around his neck, he was excited to have you there with him in one of his biggest accomplishments. Hector wrapped his arms around your waist, and you both start to dance to the song that was playing through the stadium. The boys were laughing, and then Reiss noticed you guys dancing then started filming your little interaction. The boys noticed what Reiss was doing and followed him, started filming you both dancing and posted the videos on their stories tagging you both. The fans were going crazy at the stories, since you both were very private about your relationship.
~Later that night~
The boys and their significant others along with you and Hector were at a hotel celebrating the win. You and Hector couldn’t keep your hands off of each other, you both dancing the entire night. Hector asked Mesut to take a picture of both of you, to post to Instagram. He captioned it, ‘Ready to take on the final with my #1 fan by my side’ the entire comment section was loaded with cute messages. You post a similar picture, captioned ‘Never been more proud of this man than I am now. He made it to the final!” All of his friends, loaded the comment section with ‘cutest couple’ or ‘man if Hector doesn’t wife her up, I might’. You and Hector spent the rest of the night enjoying it and dancing.
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nuestraluzdelaluna · 3 years
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✦:˒ arsenal masterlist ◞⁺☆.
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✎ who i write for
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˗ˏˋ hector bellerin ´ˎ˗
let me photograph you in this light
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te pones celoso si me ves con otro
mean kids
proposal
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✦:˒ diamond plug
tea
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tipsy
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