say my name (and everything just stops)
| alessia russo x reader
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“What do you think?”
Doing a little spin, Alessia modelled her dress for you.
Eyes widening at the sight before you, you let your gaze trace over the striker, loving the way the black cloth fit.
You knew your girlfriend could make anything look gorgeous, but this? This took the win by a landslide- easily being one of your most favourite outfits of hers.
You were about to tell Alessia as much, mouth opening to speak right as she spoke.
“I bought it because I thought it would look great on your bedroom floor…”
Taking a second to comprehend what Alessia had just said, you blushed at the words.
Head turning to the side in a vain effort to not get flustered, your tongue pushed into your cheek as an impressed look crossed your face.
You forgot what you were about to say moments earlier, just barely collecting yourself to look back over at Alessia, a small shrug and raised eyebrows your only response.
An amused smile shone on the blonde’s face, the Gunner deciding to tease you a bit more, obsessed with the rosy hue that always coated your cheeks at even the slightest flirtations
“I mean, if you’re having doubts, we can always test it out and see how you like it…”
At this point you didn’t know what to say, too flabbergasted with your girlfriend’s forwardness.
Biting her own lip to hide a smile, Alessia eyed you carefully, heart melting as your blush reddened, head ducking, eyes downcast as you dug your toe into the floor.
Deciding to take it a step further, she stepped forward to where you stood, taking your slightly shaky hands in her own, placing them on her shoulders as hers promptly went to your waist.
If your brain had been glitching before, it was definitely short-circuiting now.
Mouth opening and closing a few times, you willed words to come out but there was nothing but pure silence, silent pining and anticipation thrumming in your veins.
It was at your fourth impression of a fish out of water that Alessia decided to put you out of your misery- or into more misery if you were asked.
Whispering your name into the space between you, the footballer tugged you closer to her, closing the gap between your bodies.
All you could feel now was Alessia. Her hair slightly tickling your ear. Her strawberry perfume overwhelming you in the best way possible. Her slight exhales against your own. All you knew was Alessia, Alessia, Alessia- the rest of the world fading away in that moment.
Only a fraction of a hair of space between you both, your bodies pressed together in the dim room, you could feel your heartbeat start to race even faster.
“Less…” Your exhale was quiet, only heard because the blonde was as near as she was.
You got a hum in response, the girl in question only bringing your faces closer.
“Did you know I absolutely love the way my name falls from your lips? I can even think of a few circumstances where I’d absolutely die for it…preferably when a bed’s involved…”
By now your brain was mush- complete and utter mush.
Closing your eyes, you willed yourself to keep it together, nervous for where this could go.
Swallowing hard, you let your forehead fall against the hers.
“God…”
“Not my name but I guess I don’t mind being called that for a night…”
You let out a quiet huff, mind frenzied in the most pleasant way.
“Please…” You couldn’t help the plea that fell from your lips, your body completely surrendering without even so much as thinking of anything past this point.
“Please what?”
Taking a deep breath in, you considered backing out now, stepping away, pretending none of this happened, saving your dignity before you nearly started begging.
Your decision, however, was made for you, the grip on your waist tightening ever so slightly- the gentle pressure heady.
“Please just kiss me…” Your lips were nearly brushing hers as you spoke.
“Yeah? Or what?”
You groaned in response, before not able to handle the flirting and now the teasing.
“Lessi…please…”
You were at the point beyond recovery, too far gone in the intoxicating presence of Alessia around you, the feel of her, her touch, her closeness, to care now.
You tried again…the first ask futile.
“Alessia…”
“Or what?”
You could feel the smile on your blonde’s face, the grin growing with each second.
Mind barely snapping out of it, you managed to form a somewhat coherent sentence, more words than what you had strung out in the past few minutes.
“Fuck around and find out then…” The teasing threat was clear as your hold on her strengthened.
“Let’s just fuck around, yeah?”
Feeling the striker close the gap, you let yourself be consumed by the following kiss, being gently pulled towards your shared bed, trusting Alessia as she guided you.
Glad that your best friend was that and everything more, you followed her blindly, letting the electricity in the room charge you, patience and anticipation of the night to come exciting you.
Yeah, this was definitely your most favourite dress of hers.
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