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errythinisblue · 2 years

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Girl your smuts are so good , so can you do one where mason is fucking you deep where you can feel him in your stomach and he teases you about that like "can you feel me in your stomach"

Hi lovely anon! You’re so nice thank you!🤍 that request was so HOT honestly! Hope you’ll like what I made out of it!!!

“Gold suits you better.”

Mason Mount x Y/N

Summary: You and some of the girls fly to Abu Dhabi to watch the Club World Cup final and to surprise your men, that end up winning. Mason picks up an injury though, but he’s set to show you he’s completely fine with you by his side.

Warnings: SMUT.

Notes: that’s kind of a part two to this.

After the heated video call you shared barely two nights ago, you were currently breathing Abu Dhabi’s warm air. Pictures from that night were still flashing before your eyes, but those flashes weren’t the main reason for you to be there.

The moment you and Sophia watched your boyfriends leave the training centre on that bus, you had already planned everything. The two of you were determined to join the guys in Abu Dhabi for the final, imagining they would need your full support since they really wanted to win this Club World Cup; and after you watched the semifinal with the other girls, you asked them if they wanted to join you on your journey too, resulting in you all booking a flight to the Emirates.

Of course you didn’t tell any of the boys about your intentions, you did quite the contrary as you all feigned being sad for not being able to be there with them while you called them on the phone. The only one who knew you were about to flight there was Jaz, so Lewis ad Debbie too of course. You kept in touch with her, to tell her all about the time of your flight and your hotel accommodations, so she could make sure to keep Mason entertained when he wasn’t training while you were sneaking into your hotel room without being seen by him.

You checked in your hotel on Friday night, before you and the girls all headed straight to bed for a good night rest, as you didn’t want to be jet lagged for the final you now couldn’t wait for. Luckily for you Saturday arrived in an instant, and the day flew by as you all enjoyed a day at the hotel spa, treating yourselves to some massages and facials to relax, and eating the most exotic foods before the match would start in the night.

But night time had to come sooner or later and you were now making your way to the stadium, where you and the girls would meet Jaz and the rest of Mason’s family that flew there. Your nerves were on edge as you knew how important this final was to your boyfriend, and how much he wanted to win it. But as soon as you saw his family’s faces you immediately relaxed, especially once Lewis hugged you so tight you swore he crushed your ribs.

“Hey! It’s so nice to finally see you here!” Jaz greeted you as she hugged you once Lewis let go of you, “Mason will be so happy to see you! I can’t wait for him to see you now!”

“Yeah Y/N! I’m so glad you decided to come!” Debbie said as she took you in her arms, like the loving mother she was she always tried her hardest to make you feel part of the family.

“I’m so happy to be here with you all, and I’m so excited and nervous at the same time for this match!” you told them as you were playing with the hem of your blue t-shirt that had the number 19 in its back.

“Oh girl don’t!” Sophia chimed in, “You know we’re the best c’mon!!!” she told you as she smiled, standing right next to you before she snapped a selfie of the two of you.

“You’re probably right aren’t you??” you smiled as you looked at her phone while she took that picture.

“As always duh!” she rolled her eyes, as she was barely able to contain her excitement too when there was less than half an hour left before the game would start.

“Hey Y/N/N come here! I wanna send a selfie to Mason before the match!” Lewis shouted in your direction, as he stood on the other side of Jaz, her being in the middle of you two.

Once he took the selfie he immediately sent it to Mason, whose smile couldn’t really be bigger once he saw the picture you were posing in with his family. He was so happy you were there to surprise and support him, now he really couldn’t wait to be on that pitch. Especially since he saw you wearing his name on your back; in that selfie you were standing right next to Jaz, back turned to Lewis, who was snapping the picture, with your thumbs pointing at his name behind your back as you smiled at the camera over your shoulder. It was in that moment that he had to walk down that tunnel, it was in that moment that he knew he had to give his all now, to make you proud.

But that moment only lasted for 30 minutes, 31 to be precise.

You watched him leaving the pitch. Heartbreak was making it hard for you to breathe and you really couldn’t imagine what was going on in his mind. Your mouth was covered by your hands as you watched with big eyes his back with that number 19 on it disappear down the tunnel.

“Sophia I have to go there.” you said as you subconsciously grabbed her by her arm.

“Y/N you can’t,” she took her hands in yours, “we can’t go there until the match is over…”

“But what if he needs me??” you frowned at her, feeling Debbie caressing your shoulders now.

“I’m sure he’ll let you know that dear, keep your phone close, he might try to call you…” she said to you, giving you a sympathetic smile.

“How can you be so calm right now?” you asked her as she was making you feel calmer too.

“Oh girl, I’m used to this by now…” she laughed, holding you close until the final whistle blew.

After 120 minutes of absolute sufferance, it was over. Chelsea had won the final. Chelsea was on top of the world. The guys were World Champions! And you couldn’t stop jumping on the stands, holding Sophia at your side from the moment Kai scored that penalty. You could even catch a glimpse of Mason coming out of the tunnel on crutches, wearing what looked like an Aircast ankle brace on his right ankle; and you immediately got angry at him for jumping around with the boys when he really shouldn’t. You were worried, but could you blame him? They won the Club World Cup final, and they were absolutely over the moon.

You could read it in his eyes as he limped his way to where you, the girls and his family were standing, the hunger for the win had been satisfied for now, and that left its place to an immense feeling of happiness. Happiness that you too were feeling as you felt like your heart was about to explode as you saw him open his arms as he walked the last two steps to you.

“I was so worried Mase…” you told him as soon as you wrapped your arms around his neck, “But I’m so happy you won, you’re the best!”

“I’m worried too, I still don’t know what’s wrong with my ankle.” he murmured, “But having you here has really made up for it…”

“I love you Mr. World Champion…” you told him as you caressed his medal down his chest.

“I love you more baby!” he laughed before leaving a kiss on your lips.

When you were done with celebrations and pictures you made your way to the hotel to grab your things, with Mason walking on crutches next to you as he insisted to go with you.

“You really should have waited for me at the airport…” you scolded him, as you didn’t want him to hurt himself any more.

“I just wanted to be alone with you for a little bit…” he whispered, as he sat on the bed, taking you down to straddle him as he laid his back on the silky sheets, “Plus we still have some time before the flight…”

“Mase don’t even try and start things.” you warned him as you felt him get hard under you.

“Baby…” he whined as he raised his hips to create some friction between your bodies, “I’m perfectly functioning, well except from my ankle but we don’t really need that to…”

“We shouldn’t…” you warned him, slowly rolling your hips down on him. You were clearly unable to resist him; memories from a certain video call came back stronger now as your bodies were separated only by the fabric of your clothes.

“You won’t hurt me if that’s what you’re afraid of…” he smirked, “But I can’t promise I won’t hurt you…”

“Is that so?” you asked as you sat up straight.

“Babe, you should know by now that seeing you in my shirt does things to me.” he groaned.

“Well why don’t I take it off then?” you bit your lip, “Maybe it could make things easier for you…”

“Do it.” his voice low as he raised his hand to remove your lower lip from between your teeth with his thumb, “Take that shirt off…I’m going crazy since I saw that picture before the match…”

“As you wish…” you whispered before removing the Chelsea shirt from your torso, “…my world Champion…”

“God you’re so beautiful baby…” he growled, twitching under you at the sight of your blue bra, the one he knew you always wore to his matches, “Can you lay down on the bed for me?”

“Mason…” you still weren’t sure about this as you were still worried about him, “I don’t want you to-”

“Shhh…” he put a finger on your lips as he slowly stood from the bed, hovering over you as he tried not to hurt his ankle, “Let me do this…” he removed the medal from his neck and left it on the bed, near your head, before leaning down to properly kiss you.

You moaned into the kiss, his lips felt so soft and warm against your own that they set your body on fire. His tongue was battling for dominance with your own, as the kiss grew hungrier and needier by the second while he rolled his hips into yours making you whimper.

“Mase…” you whined as you turned your head to the side, leaving him to press open mouthed kisses down your neck, “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Never been better babygirl…” he said with his lips on your skin, “Well I could be better…as soon as I’m inside of you…”

“Don’t keep me waiting then…” you whimpered as you could feel yourself grow wet under his lingering touches.

“Patience baby…” he smirked, looking at you through half opened eyes as he kissed his way down your torso, in between your breasts and around your belly button, until he reached the button of the skinny jeans you were wearing, “I wanna worship you, like my most precious trophy…” he said as he undid the button before he could slip your jeans down your legs, leaving you in your blue lingerie set.

“Like what you see?...” it was your turn now to smirk as you watched him discard his clothes around the room.

“You have no idea…” he told you as he lowered his face to your core, just moving your thong to the side before speaking again with his lips barely touching you, teasing you, “…I wanna fuck you with this set on…”

“Fuck!” you rolled your head back into the pillow as he dived straight into your pussy, licking you without any trace of mercy, as his mind was set on making you cum as fast as he could, since the both of you didn’t have much time.

“You like that babygirl don’t you?” the vibrations of his words set your mind ablaze, your mind was starting to get foggy as you watched down at him while he held eye contact as he was still working on making you cum with his tongue.

“Mason please…I’m so close…” you whimpered as you felt like you were about to burst, “Oh fuck!” you groaned as you put your hands in his hair, while you arched your spine from the pleasure.

He was quick in putting his hands on the lower part of your back, holding you in place as he started sucking on your clit forcefully, the need to be rough starting to surface as he knew how much you got off on him being rough with you. His eyes never left your face as his lips and tongue made quick work of making you reach the high you were waiting for since your video call, his hands held you tight against his face as he heard your louder moans while you squirmed on the bed as you came, unable to keep your body still under his assault.

“Oh my God, Mase…” you moaned once you were able to form a sentence after the crushing high he provided you, as you felt his dick at your entrance while his face hovered over yours.

“I’m no God babygirl…” he growled while he slipped inside you, “But fuck I’d like to make you sing my name like a prayer…”

“Fuck!” you had still to recover from the intensity of your orgasm as Mason entered you with an excruciatingly slow thrust, “Mason…”

“Say it again…” he moaned upon hearing his name coming out of those lips of yours, the thrusts he was giving you slow and deep, sensual even.

“Mason…please I need you to go faster!” you whimpered as you felt like you were going crazy at the feeling of his dick pushing so slowly into you, making you feel every single inch of him, “Fuck I can feel you so deep!”

“You’re so fucking tight baby,” he told you as he now rested his right hand on your lower stomach, “Can you feel me in your stomach babygirl?? Fuck I can feel my cock moving inside of you with my hand!”

“Oh God go faster please…” you whimpered, “I beg you…” you smirked up at him, knowing he wanted you to beg for him to give you what you wanted, like he was your only God.

“You want me to go faster?” he asked you huskily, full blown pupils like big black moons fixed in your own eyes as he grabbed his medal from the bed, leaning his weight on his left hand as he used his right one to run the cold gold from your pubic bone, to your hip bones, up between your breasts and throat; he put it on your lips for you to kiss it, as he lowered his face to yours as he watched you kiss the medal before he removed it from your mouth to peck your lips once, twice, before he actually kissed you with a bruising force. As he did so you heard him hiss, you were sure his ankle was acting up so you stopped him.

“Let me take over Mase…” you told him as you rested your palms flat on his chest, “Lay down…”

“You don’t need to.. I’m okay baby…” he insisted, before you pushed him back with your hands.

“What if I wanna ride you?” you licked your lips, watching as his eyes followed the movement of your tongue.

“I’m not gonna stop you then…” he smirked as he removed himself from inside of you, and rolled on the bed, laying on his back as he adjusted his head on the fluffy pillows.

“I’m sure you won’t…” you said as you were now straddling him after you slid your thong down your legs, looking at his face as you lowered yourself down on his cock, “Fuck Mason…”

“Oh babygirl…” he moaned out loud as he put his hands on your hips to guide your movements, “Bet you like feeling me even deeper now…”

“You feel amazing…” you whimpered as you leaned your hands on his taut stomach, “I’ll never get enough of you…”

“Look at you, taking me so good…” he smirked, praising you, “I’ll never get enough of you either babygirl…” he told you as he put his golden medal around your neck, “Give me your hand now.” he instructed and you immediately complied, putting your right hand in his left one, before he put it on your pussy “I want you to touch yourself, just like you did on Wednesday…but with my cock deep inside of you.”

“Should I?” you defied him.

“Do it.” he growled, raising his hips into yours as a warning.

It was like touching light wires. Your fingers’ motions against your sensitive nub made your body move with a mind of its own.

“Mason…oh fuck I’m close again…” you closed your eyes as the feelings were too much for you to handle them.

“I can feel it my love, fuck I can feel it…you feel so good!” he growled as he couldn’t help but look down to where your hand was making you climax around him, “Keep your eyes open, don’t close them now…let me see your eyes as you fall apart on my dick.”

“I-I can’t it’s too much!” you whined as your hips were riding him faster and faster, pushing you both closer to the edge.

“I f-fucking told you to keep your eyes open.” he groaned with his jaw set as he pulled you down to him by his medal, kissing you forcefully as he pushed your hips down on him with his other hand.

The moment you felt him push you down on his dick you opened your eyes to look at him, and it was like time had stopped. His messy hair all over the pillow, his parted lips and sweaty face, the vein that was showing on his temple, all these things made you spiral towards your second orgasm of the night. You came around his dick, hard as your eyes rolled in the back of your head.

“Fuck yes!” he moaned as he watched you fall into pieces above him, “Let me see those pretty eyes roll back, fuck! You’re such a good girl for me! I wanna fill you up so bad!”

“Do it Mason…” you whimpered, “Oh my G-God please do it…”

“Oh fuck! My love…fuck I love you so much!” he growled as he came deep inside of you, “Ohhh fuck…”

As you slowly removed yourself from his lap to lay down beside him, you sighed happily, clearly spent but absolutely glad to be back with your man.

“I’m so happy you came…” he whispered as he was catching his breath, “In more than just a way…”

“I’m happy to be here with you…” you smirked as you traced your fingers on his chest, “I’m happy I get to call you mine, World Champion.”

“About that…” he started as he turned his head to look at you, “I think this medal suits you way better than yellow…” he smirked as he caressed the gold treasure that laid in between your breasts, before he took you in his arms to hold you tight for a minute, before you’d have to leave the hotel room.

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