Pedri And Dembele, I Miss You, Guys

all i want for christmas is october barça to return

love song ♬— pt 1 [ J.M ]

pairings: jamal musiala x fem!oc

summary [please read]

genres: strangers to lovers, fluff, angst, sports romance

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notes: it's finally here!!! I hope you guys like it, because I swear as the story progresses you're going to fall in love with them xxx (I hope)

noelle braun sat in the crowded lecture hall, here eyes fixed on the clock as the minutes ticked by at a glacial pace. the air was heavy with the scent of coffee and ink, the oddly calming sound of textbook pages turning filling her senses.

all of this was a potent reminder that today marked the beginning of the end— the final thesis topic, the last hurdle before graduation, and the moment of truth that would make or break her academic career.

she had been looking forward to this moment for weeks, yet now that it was finally here, she felt a sense of trepidation wash over her. their psychology professor and head of department, dr. braun stood at the front of the lecture hall with a stack of papers in her hand.

“today you will receive your thesis topics,” she announced and began handing out the reports to the respective students— a few groans and sighs of dread filling the air as she continued to pace the lecture hall.

"remember this is a milestone in your academic journey, and the first time that you haven't chosen your own topics for your research task.”

noelle's knee bounced eagerly as her professor neared her seat, passing a rubric to a learner down the row before finally playing the piece of paper gently on noelle's desk, her eyes widening in anticipation and expectation for a topic that would challenge her.

something that would get the gears in her head turning nonstop, something to feed her curious and knowledge hungry mind. noelle loved thinking. it was her favourite pastime, just simply taking a stroll through the streets of munich with her airpods in as her mind wandered.

but unfortunately that was not the case today. her eyes scanned over the thesis title written at the top of her page, a sinking feeling in her stomach swallowing her until she was drowning in a pool of disbelief.

her hands absentmindedly clutched the piece of paper, wrinkling the edges and her brows. the sound of the bell sounding signified the end of the lecture and day, the clock above reading 2:15 p.m. dr. braun continued to go on about their due dates and so on along with the turmoil of students that stampede their way out of the university to ffinally emerse themselves in the freedom of summer break.

it was only when the lecture hall was empty that noelle hurriedly grabbed her laptop and bag, her eyes narrowing as she approached her professor. the florescent lights overhead casted and unforgiving glare on the worn linoleum floor.

“romantic love?” she questioned dryly and held up the page in the air, the crumbled edges being enough of a telltale that she wanted to shred it.

from her position behind her desk dr. brauner let out a sigh and gave noelle a questioning look. “yes. explore the subjective experience of romantic love. it's a fascinating topic and I think that you'll find it quite rewarding.”

noelle had to bite her tongue in order to stop herself from being disrespectful. how was this supposed to be rewarding? she paused for a moment and watched as the older woman continued to pack her things away, her eagerness to get home evident.

she was just about to give up, a few steps forward but she couldn't settle for this. this was her entire grade on the line. “it's just that–” her shoulders squared, her eyes pleading as dr. brauner took a seat on the edge of her desk. “–I'm not comfortable with this topic, which means that I won't be able to do my best an–”

“–that's the point noelle.” dr. braun threw her hands into the air, a lighthearted smile on her face as she stared at the conflicted girl in front of her. “this is a learning experience. a reason for you to explore and get out of your comfort zone.”

noelle's jaw tightened. “I understand that but–”

“–then you don't understand if you have something more to say,” she shot noelle down and the girl was quiet, her lips slightly parted as she contemplated fighting.

the tension in the lecture hall was thick, noelle's throat constricting with every second she stood silent. she wasn't typically the type who liked arguing, she remained as much of a pacifist as she could. but now that her degree was on the line over a stupid theis topic, she was going to fight for it.

a heavy sigh came from dr. braun and she lifted herself from her desk to take a few steps closer to her daughter, her fingers brushing a few dark strands out of her face. a warm smile drew to her lips as she felt the girl ease under her touch. “I am not just saying this as your professor, but as your mother. I really think this could be good for you.”

“mama, how am I supposed to do a research paper on something that I've never experienced? i'm not interested,” noelle said barely above a whisper, embarrassment and slight irritation looming over her head.

she felt her mother gently squeeze her shoulder. “ella, this is not just about romantic love; it's about understanding human experience. and it's exactly because you're not interested that you need to do it.”

noelle’s face twisted, her mind racing with counterarguments, but her mother's expression remained unyielding. for a moment, they locked eyes, the tension palpable.

finally she looked away, her shoulders slumping in defeat. “fine,” she muttered, the words bitter on her lips.

as she turned to leave, her mother's voice called out, “remember, growth happens outside of your comfort zone.”

noelle's eyes flashed with anger, but she bit back her retort, the words burning in her throat. she knew her mother was right, but that didn't make it any easier to swallow.

instead she pushed open the large campus door and let the munich summer air hit her face— much cooler than you'd expect as the crisp air brought her back to reality with a deep inhale and exhale. she looked down at the page in her hand one last time, the title mocking her.

the phenomenology of being in love: exploring the subjective feeling of being in love.

that thursday afternoon, noelle found herself in her usual post lecture spot— the local coffee shop not too far from campus. she felt down, unmotivated and… bleh. which meant that she needed one thing. coffee.

she pushed the door open, the bell over it ringing out as she stepped inside. the aroma of freshly brewed coffee enveloped her, immediately lifting her spirits. she made her way to the counter, where her friend, lauren, was working.

as usual her smiled beamed the second she caught sight of noelle, the familiar face giving her a reason to take her third break of the day. “I know that look,” lauren said with a sigh and started on noelle’s order without a word.

the glum university student managed a lopsided smile and sat down on one of the bar stools with her caramel macchiato in front of her within seconds. the two sat silently for a bit until noelle mustered up the energy to realise that the coffee shop was emptier than usual.

“where is everyone?” her gaze drifted to the booths in the far corner that were empty, the faint sound of music playing through the speakers. “is something happening today?”

from behind the counter lauren scoffed and continued to wipe down the table. “everyone is getting ready for tomorrow you idiot.”

when she didn't get a response lauren furrowed her brows in shock, initially waiting for noelle to catch on but she didn't. instead she took another silent sip of her coffee.

lauren let out a laugh of disbelief. “summer break means that it's international break.”

there was a beat of silence again which caused lauren to dramatically throw herself over the counter and slap her friend on the head. “the euros you dut!”

oh shit.

how could she forget?? it's been on her mind since the beginning of the year and she planned her entire summer around the football tournament. it was the whole reason she was banking on an “easy” thesis topic, so that it wouldn't consume all her time.

almost as if on cue noelle’s phone rang, making her jump up. “shit,” she cursed and gathered her things so that she could answer the call.

lauren watched in confusion as she scrambled her things together, barely being able to put her coat on properly as she answered the person on the other end of the line.

“I was just about to call you– yeah I just got out of my lecture.” the lie slipped past her lips easily, earning a judgmental look from lauren as she handed noelle the coffee and headed into the back to fetch something.

“I'm literally on my way to the airport right now– no I'm not lying. okay, bye I'll see you soon.”

noelle ended the call as quickly as she picked it up, and hastily grabbed her bag and coffee to make a beeline for the door she completely forget that she had to pick one of her friends up at the airport and somehow needed to be there in the next 20 minutes.

she was more than ready to get at least 3 speeding fines and–

she stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes shut as she felt the liquid seep into the fabric of her sweatshirt and even on her skirt. just great.

“oh no, I'm so sorry!” the man infront of her exclaimed, as noelle tried her best to dry her jumper with the napkins on the counter.

“no, no it's fine! I'm just… really late!” she discarded the napkins carelessly, hoping that lauren would understand when she came back.

“wait, let me help you with that,” he said apologetically, trying to get some napkins to help noelle with the spill but she insisted that she was fine.

“are you sure okay?” he asked again, but she just brushed him off with an awkward laugh and a thumbs up, not giving a proper answer since she was running to the door again, her bag hanging on for dear life.

the stranger watched as she checked her phone again, her figure disappearing through the door and around the corner and surprisingly she bumped into someone as they were coming into the coffee shop again. but there was no time for apologies.

the new customer looked to the dumbfounded boy in front of him. “jamal, that girl that just bumped into me,” he turned to the door again, “sounded a lot like one of aaliyah's friends.”

the stranger now known as jamal let out a heavy sigh and rolled his eyes. “I don't know any of your girlfriend's friends flo, but she bumped into me too.” he looked down at the ground where there was still some coffee. “I spilled coffee on her… kind of.”

florian took a few steps further into the empty coffee shop, his eyes squinting in confusions at the empty reception. he came here for coffee because aaliyah really liked this place for some reason, and so far he didn't see the hype or the employees.

he leant back on the counter to look at jamal who was still hung up on the coffee spill on the floor. “dude, she didn't even look me in the eye.” he let out a groan and put his hands on his head, “oh god she probably hates me!”

“she doesn't even know who you are stop stressing,” his friend replied but jamal was still stressing for whatever reason, letting his guilt get the best of him as usual. “it was aaliyah's friend that recommended this coffee shop too, the psych major–”

“–noelle, what the fuck?!”

the two customers jolted at the sound of the new voice, florian jumping up from the counter where the employee was stood with her eyes wide in anger and shock. and this just made jamal feel even worse.

“yeah that's her name, noelle,” the shorter of the two said and snapped his fingers, looking back at jamal with a smile but the boy looked as if he was ready to crawl into a hole and die.

note to self: apologise to noelle, the pysch major. (double check with sophia)

nothing makes me happier than an underperforming real madrid

flick ball has me like

I canttttttt lmao

Helppp

Ate as always

-> first class | aurelien tchouameni

part one | genre: smut 18+ minors dni

aurelien t. x black!fem!reader

authors note: this is for the president of the aurelien fan club & who has been so patient 🤍 @trenterprise | loosely proofed

summary: aurelien had never forgotten you and when he saw you, he made sure to keep an eye on your for the few days you were there and before you left, he made his move and his intentions clear.

From the moment you opened your eyes, you felt the severity of the consequences of drinking too much and not eating enough, hit you like a truck. Even though you were stationary and laying flat on your stomach, you felt the world spinning under you. There was no ignoring the headache that you had or the feeling of unease in your stomach which you knew to be a result of one too many drinks. With your eyes squeezed shut, you reached for the side table that held your phone and water but you were met with nothingness. As you peeled open your eyes you began to realize you weren’t in Kim’s guest bedroom. Your heart skipped as you took in your surroundings.

The room was unfamiliar, large, and freezing cold. You sat up and examined your surroundings with a bit more intensity and you slapped your hand over your mouth in realization and relief - you were at Aurelien’s house. From the decor and set up of the room, it was clear that this was Aurelien’s primary bedroom. There was no clear sign that he also slept in the bedroom with you which left you wondering where he could be. It also left you wondering if you slept with him and didn’t remember.

You reached for your phone in urgency when the reality of your flight back home crossed your mind - the time read two hours past your departure. You missed your flight. Between the headache and not knowing what happened last night made tears well in your eyes. It was silly to be crying but you hated when things didn’t go as planned.

Kim and Jalen both had blown up your phone and you shot them a message to let them know you were okay. Kim replied immediately and asked if she needed to come get you. You told her to wait for a while before you decided if you needed her to come, unsure of what flight you were going to be able to book.

You pulled your heavy limbs out of the bed and walked towards the bathroom, hoping to refresh yourself and get a handle on what happened last night. When you flicked on the light you noticed that there were toiletries set out on the counter, presumably for you. You also noticed the oversized t-shirt that covered the majority of your body that very obviously belonged to Aurelien. It smelled like him - the perfect blend of his cologne and natural scent. You walked back out to the room to grab your phone when you noticed a set of clothes folded neatly in a lounge chair. It appeared to be more of your size than his shirt and you couldn’t help but wonder why Aurelien had women’s sized clothing readily available at his home. Regardless, you were going to wear it instead of the tiny dress you partied in last night.

You ran the shower to get some type of noise in the room because it was eerily quiet and you wanted to call Kim on FaceTime and freak the fuck out.

“Good morning sunshine.” She answered from bed. Kim looked just as hungover as you felt. You propped your phone on the bathroom counter and let her examine your current state.

“Kim!”

She leaned in a bit closer and took in the view. You reached your arms out and pulled on the t-shirt. You were in sheer disbelief of where you ended up and you knew she was ecstatic.

“Oh girl, what did you get into?” She giggled.

“I literally don’t know.”

“What did he say this morning?”

“I haven’t seen him yet.”

“I wish you could’ve seen yourself. You were holding onto him like he was your man.” She stuck her tongue out between her teeth, “and he was smiling from ear to ear.”

“Oh god.” You groaned, cupping your face. “What am I going to do?”

“What do you mean?”

“First of all, my flight is gone. I overslept. I’m at his house with none of my stuff and I have no idea where he is.”

“Stop stressing. I don’t think he would take you home knowing you had a flight and then not help you out.”

I’ll take care of it, he’d said.

“Keep me updated, okay? I need to get up and start packing myself. But if you need to stay another night at mine, it’s no problem.” Kim said in reference to her and Jalen’s annual postseason vacation. You nodded and let her know that you owed her big time and that you would also not be partying with her anymore.

——

When you made it downstairs you were surprised to hear the tiny yap of a puppy followed by the sound of its feet trotting across the floor. The house was immaculate and spacious and it seemed to take the puppy forever to make it to you. You immediately took to the dog and squatted to rub on him. He was young but he was massive. He gnawed at your wrist playfully and you instigated with him, pushing him around lightly. You took in the space, surprised by the warmth of his home. It wasn’t a stereotypical

“He likes you.” A voice bellowed across the living room. You turned your attention towards Aurelien and tried to hold your composure because he was barely dressed. His shorts were dangerously low and although he pulled them up as he walked towards you, they still sank lower on his waistline. Aurelien took the towel that was hanging from the waistband of his shorts and wiped his face. The dog took off towards Aurelien and began nipping at his feet.

“Think so?” You tried to remain casual. You crossed your arms over your bra-less chest. You took the clothes he set out for you and you were thankful that they fit. But with what you wore last night, you hadn’t worn a bra. Simply a thong and pasties. As you covered yourself you became increasingly aware that you were in his house, in his clothes, with nothing on underneath. You were also aware that he was half dressed too and your previous sleepy state was charged with desire.

“Zeus usually hates girls.” Aurelien laughed and picked up the large dog. Every single muscle in Aurelien’s body flexed as he picked up the dog and held him over his shoulder like a baby.

“How many girls have come over for you to figure that out?” You asked with a tilt of your head.

“Mmm considering that he hated my mom and my chef, only two.” He smirked. You rolled your eyes in response because you didn’t fully believe it. “Hungry?”

“Starving, actually.” You said as he put down Zeus who immediately took to being alongside you. Aurelien beckoned you to follow him to the kitchen and Zeus nudged your hand the entire walk over. You would have entertained the dog if you, yourself, weren’t entertained and in a trance over Aurelien’s bareback. His body was undeniably sexy. Imagining how many women got to have this view made you frown and you wished it didn’t.

“So all of this,” you circled your finger around to emphasize the fact his house was massive. “Is it just for you?”

“Mainly for my family. They visit often.” He said and filled the reservoir with water before hitting the brew button. Aurelien leaned on the counter and did the first time that morning , you were met with his gorgeous smile and gaze. When he looked at you, you felt giddy all over.

Aurelien set the finished coffee pot on the counter and pushed a mug and creamer towards you which you gladly accepted. You were going to need an ungodly amount of caffeine to make it through the day, especially if you were killing time with Aurelien. He stared at you as you blew on the hot drink and then took a sip.

“Good?”

“Perfect.” You released a little moan of pure pleasure which he thought was funny.

“I had fun last night.” His muscles were on full display as he leaned on the counter. “Did you?”

“Mhm…” you took another sip to avoid being the one who was going to bring up what happened last night. You didn’t want to give off the impression that you didn’t enjoy yourself but you didn’t want to skip over the events of last night. You eyed him over the tilted rim of the mug.

“We didn’t have sex,” Aurelien reassured you. “You were asleep halfway here.” He pushed off the counter and walked around the island to stand next to you. You’d be a fool to act as if you were not taking a mental photo of him at this moment to remember how fine he was.

“I don’t remember what the hell happened.”

“I took care of you, that's all that mattered.”

“Thank you, Aurelién.

“Anything for you, belle.

“Anything?” You fluttered your lashes and set down your mug.

“Anything.” He reassured you with curiosity filled eyes.

“What if I asked you to take me back to Kim’s?” You asked. There was a flash of disappointment in his eyes but he nodded before asking you to give him time to shower and change.

——

The state that you left Kim’s guest room in made you question who the hell you were 24 hours prior. Your makeup was strewn across the bathroom counter along with a lipstick covered wine glass. That wine was a precursor to a night of unusual endings. Even as you hurried to pick your stuff you couldn’t push the thought of Aurelien out of your mind. He was in Kim’s living room waiting for you. You told him that he didn’t need to stay, that you would call an Uber to the airport but he said that was “ridiculous” and “there’s no way I'm letting you pay for an Uber.” So he got cozy on the living room couch and was occupying himself until you were ready.

The entire ride to Kim’s house was filled with comfortable silence. You shamelessly glanced at Aurelien with his white tee, one hand gripping the steering wheel and the other hand rubbing his jaw.

Aurelien mesmerized you. He had to have known by the way he smirked whenever he caught your eye and he wasn’t shy about him looking you over either. You noticed his eyes kept falling towards the Real Madrid crest that was conveniently located across your braless chest. You wished you hadn’t run into him at the basketball game, purely for the sake of your sanity. Your heart was beating out of control just at the thought of him kissing you and nearly exploding remembering how good it felt to be held around the waist by him. The ease of his touch and the fact he was shameless about his affection was sexy and when you saw the disappointment in other women’s faces over you capturing his attention, you were sickly satisfied.

Your phone lit up from a call, which you answered without glancing at who it was, immediately shoving it between your ear and shoulder to keep your hands free to pack.

“Hey, are you okay? I got a notification that you were at the house.” Kim’s voice came through the line.

“Yeah. I’m good, I’m packing right now.”

“Great, when’s your flight out?”

“I haven’t figured that part out quite yet.” You admitted as you picked up a bikini and tossed it into your suitcase.

“Isn’t that the whole point of you being at my place? To pack?” Kim chuckled and you rolled your eyes at the statement.

“I haven’t gotten around to it but I saw a few leaving about three to four hours from now. I’ll make it home at a decent time if I can book one of those.” You said defensively. The responsible part of you seemingly disappeared over your trip to Spain.

“J and I will be boarding soon but seriously, if you need to stay for a few days you know you can.”

“I wish I could but I have to get back to work.” You groaned just thinking about putting on work attire and walking back into your office as if you didn’t spend a weekend partying with people who made more money than you would ever see in your lifetime. It was a humbling experience each time you went home. “Oh, Aurelién is here with me, by the way. I hope that’s okay?” You held your breath.

“Why is Aurelien there?” Kim whispered as if he could hear her voice and in a paranoid fashion, you walked over to close the door for good measure. “Give me the important stuff, details later.”

Once you were finished with your synopsis of the night, Kim sighed in disappointment. She proceeded to call you boring and no fun at all. Kim loved to pick on you, saying that you were hard to get but that was exactly how you wanted to be. You owed no part of yourself to anyone and that was not going to change — no matter what the relationship status was. Although, as you told her about your night, the idea of being underneath Aurelien sounded dreamy. It was glaringly obvious that you were falling into dangerous territory.

“If you like, I love it.” Kim settled after she finished her name calling. You loved her to death. She was the big sister you wanted. When you met her while she was studying abroad, it was like you met the other half of you.

“Don’t have too much fun out there in Turks, Kimmy.” You teased her.

“I love you! Don’t forget to text me when you’re leaving okay?”

“I love you too, talk to you soon. Bye.”

You pulled your phone away from your ear and tossed it on the bed. You turned around, letting out an embarrassing shriek at the sight of Aurelien casually standing in the doorway.

“Sorry, I wanted to ask you something.” He leaned against the doorway.

“What’s up?” You turned your back to him and continued to shove your things into your suitcase. The amount of laundry you would have to do when you arrived home was going to be a bitch.

“Did you book your flight?”

“Ugh, no not yet. I’ve got a few more things then I’ll check in again, the last I looked was on our way over.”

“Hmm…” Aurelien scanned you from head to toe and around the room before nodding, “do you need help?”

“No, I’m fine, thank you.”

“You know where I’ll be.” He said with a soft smile

“Help yourself to anything, by the way.” You called out as he walked away.

By the time you were all packed to go and in a fresh outfit, you felt a small sense of relief and a bit more control of the situation than before. Your head was deep in your phone as you walked into the living room, fishing through pages of airlines trying to find the best ticket possible for you and your bank account. You were more than financially stable but you were that way because you were frugal but, as you scrolled on, there were very limited options that were fiscally responsible.

You bent one knee on the couch near Aurelien who was distracted by his own phone, sighing at the decision of having to take what was available. It hurt to think about it but it was best.

“What’s wrong, amour?” Aurelien’s face was in a deep frown at your sighing.

“All of these flights are so expensive.” You mumbled and held back on hitting ‘purchase’.

“Oh, that’s no problem.” He said and it didn’t really register in your mind. “What do you usually fly?”

He was surprised by the airline that you called your favorite.

“Aht, don’t do that,” you giggled, “not all of us are rich by kicking a ball.” You rolled your eyes and sat on your legs.

“Hmm, are you sure that’s what you want to fly?” Aurelien asked without looking away from his phone.

“Yeah, why?”

“I think this is better.” He put his phone out for you to look at his suggestion. You leaned over to look and saw that wasn’t a suggestion, but a whole damn first class ticket.

“Oh my god that’s so expensive. I cannot pay that.”

“It’s not.” Aurelien said simply. “You have to get home?”

“Yeah but spending half my rent is crazy.”

“Who said you were paying for it?” Aurelien cocked his head back and your mouth dropped.

“Aurelien you cannot be serious.”

“I’m not letting you pay for the flight when you overslept because of me.”

“And I’m not letting you pay for my flight because it’s way too much. Seriously, I’ll use my rewards points and money,” You began to ramble anxiously but Aurelien’s face was unchanging.

“Amour,” Aurelien said smoothly and calmly. “It’s not a question.”

“It’s not happening.”

“It is. What time do you want to leave?”

“Aurelien!” You groaned.

“The latest flight is tonight but I’m sure you want to get home before then, no?”

“Aurelién Tchouameni.” You said slowly and narrowed your eyes at him. The smirk on his face was not a good sign. There was no way in hell that you were going to let him pay for you.

“I like when you say my name.” He laughed.

“I would like it if you'd listen.” You scoffed.

“Seriously,” Aurelien said, his hand resting on your thigh as he pleaded his case. You stared him down in hopes that your eyes could command how much you wanted him to listen.

“Seriously.”

“I took care of you last night, let me take care of you now.”

“That’s a lot of money.”

“Money means nothing if it’s about you.”

Aurelien said it so smoothly that it sent sparks through your body and you knew that you were going to give in. You could tell he knew it too by the way his lips lifted up slightly.

“Okay.” You whispered, feeling breathless at the thought of the amount of money he was spending on you. You weren’t even dating him but he was always considering you and what you wanted - but you never had to want for something too long because it seemed like he would give you anything.

“What time do we need to leave?” You asked, unsure of what else to say. Aurelien’s eyes dropped down to his phone then back to you.

“Maybe about two hours from now.” Aurelien replied, his hand still resting comfortably on your thigh. You loved feeling the pad of his fingers sliding across your skin and before you knew it, there were goosebumps on your skin. “Cold?’ He asked.

“No, not at all.” You bit your lip and studied the movement of his fingers and found yourself imagining that very same movement deep inside of you. You hadn’t slept with anyone in a while and it was truly catching up with you. Last night you thought the liquor was the reason behind your serious case of lust but as you sat here with Aurelien, you realized that it was purely just him that made you loopy with desire.

From the way he walked, how he carried himself, the ease of his voice whenever he spoke and how you looked at you. It was impossible to not want him. You loved the curve of his top lip and wondered if it was still as soft as you remembered. If he still kissed you like you were the best thing he ever tasted.. As you fantasized about him and what he could do, you came to reality and thought about what you could do. Without a second thought, you got on your knees and kissed him.

For a moment he was unmoving and uncertain of what he should do but, once you let your hand cup around the back of his neck, you were met with the energy and enthusiasm. He tasted better than you remembered — that random kiss from months ago could not compare. You slid your tongue into his mouth with ease and he was audibly pleased by it. You leaned in deeper trying to satisfy your hunger for him. Aurelien pulled away from you and you immediately panicked.

“You don’t have to do this.” He said softly.

“Do what?”

“This.” He motioned back and forth with his finger between your bodies. “There’s no pressure. You don’t owe me anything.”

“I know I don’t.” You replied without thinking and Aurelien laughed at the speed of your answer.

“You have to be careful.” Aurelien said honestly.

“Why?”

“I can’t say no to you and you need to know that.”

“Then don’t say no.” You said. You climbed on top of him and straddled his large legs. The tiny bit of friction that resulted from you adjusting yourself in his lap was a catalyst for you throwing your pride aside. You leaned forward towards his face, mere inches from his lips. His hands were hot against your bare thighs — you thanked the hot weather for allowing you the opportunity to wear shorts because if not, you would have never known the glorious way Aurelien would squeeze your thighs. You pulled away to study his expression and for a moment, you weren’t sure if you’d done too much. You hoped you hadn’t gone too far, too fast.

“Will you go home and pretend this didn’t happen?” His question stung and deflated your energy. “Or will it be different?”

“Are you going to take me seriously? Or will you just run back to your ex?” You said in a jealous tone. Rarely did you feel threatened by another woman but if he was going to repeat the same behavior from before, there was no need to be on top of him. You weren’t going to back down from the fact you wanted him to be committed. You weren’t going to entertain, ifs ands, buts or maybes. You wanted him to come correct or not come at all.

“I know what I want.” Aurelien’s tone was steady and earnest, his gaze burning through your skin.

“And what’s that?’ You held your breath for the answer, praying that it would be the one word you wanted to hear.

“You.” Aurelien’s answer came out quickly and so did his lips on yours. The satisfaction that coursed through your veins was a rush you never experienced before. To be fair, he gave you things no one had before. With his admitted words in the back of your mind, you took full advantage of the time you had left. His hands grabbed your ass with desperation that you rivaled as you bit down on his bottom lip gently. Aurelien’s lips were soft and plush and so damn kissable that if you missed another flight because of your inability to unlatch yourself from him, you wouldn’t be upset. It was irritating knowing that you would be gone sooner rather than later but you got what you didn’t realize you wanted and so shamelessly needed: Him.

Aurelien’s grasp left your body, his hands fumbling with the button and zipper of your shorts. When his hands slid down into your panties and skimmed your soaking wet flesh you nearly lost your cool. Now, on your best friend’s couch, wasn’t the time to go all the way with him but that didn’t mean you couldn’t have a bit of fun. You grabbed his wrist and urged him lower, wanting him to be inside you as soon as possible. He granted your wish and he slid a single finger into you with ease but you still gasped, tilting your head backwards and blew out a shaky, sharp breath. Aurlien’s free hand snaked up the front of your neck then around to the back. His grip was firm enough and felt just right - his hands seemingly sculpted purely to touch you. Aurelien pulled your face close to his but didn’t allow you to kiss him, instead your foreheads touched and you groaned softly anticipating the moment he was going to start thrusting his finger in and out of you.

“Do you want me?’ He asked purely to fuel his ego - what was better than seeing a girl like you, in pure bliss over his touch? What was better than knowing that even though you would be across the world, he was going to give you whatever you wished for? The only thing better was hearing your voice saying that you wanted him back.

“God, yes.” You hummed. The lack of movement was sending you into a spiral. He removed his finger from you but before you could protest, he joined his two fingers together and kept them positioned at your entrance. His fingers circled your skin and you bit your lip to hold back a frustrated expression.

“Show me.” He whispered. “Fuck my hand and show me.” His tone was deep with lust and when you allowed yourself to fully engulf his fingers, a delicious groan emitted from him.

You were in absolute heaven as you rose up and down on his fingers. You rolled your hips around slowly. Aurelien was in heaven too, muttering about how tight you were, how wet you were, about how bad he wanted all of you. Your movements were limited due to your shorts you huffed in annoyance. Aurelien removed his hands as you stood to shimmy off your shorts and underwear. As you moved to straddle him, he stood and kissed you. You stood on your toes to open yourself up more and more because no amount of time would ever satisfy your need for him.

Aurelien’s hands slid in between your legs and he moaned into your mouth at the feeling - you were soaking wet all over his hand. Aurelien took his sweet time to enter you again so you settled back onto flat feet but you were met with a stinging smack to your pussy that sent shockwaves through your body. If it weren't for the fact that the neighbors would think someone was getting murdered, you would have screamed.

“Sit.” Aurelien said and you obliged without a thought. A giggle escaped you because once you sat down on the couch, Aurelien began kissing your ankle that was adorned with a gold anklet. He kissed slowly and methodically up your leg. His tongue was making love with all the right but wrong places - you ready for him to be face deep in your pussy but he continued to take his time. Aurelien’s tongue was warm against your skin but as he moved it around your body, the trail he left behind was turning cold from the air.

“Aurelien.” Your tone was desperate and airy.

“Hm?” He hummed. Aurelien’s mouth was giving your thigh the attention that you so desperately needed against your pussy. He sucked your skin, swirled his tongue, and even bit gently at your thighs.

“You’re teasing.”

“Am I?” Aurelien’s mouth crept closer and closer to your core with each slow sloppy kiss that he took up your thigh. He got up solely to pull you closer to the edge of the couch and force your legs open. Naturally, you leaned backwards onto the couch and you arched your feet, heels leaning on the couch to keep yourself steady. Once you were comfortable, Aurelien assumed his position from before and you were nearly panting for his mouth on you.

“You’re so wet,” Aurelien’s flattened tongue slid up your pussy slowly and your hips bucked in response. He moved his tongue strategically on his way back up, swirling around and sucking on your folds. Your moans were music to Aurelien’s ears. Aurelien finally hit the sweet spot of your clit and when your legs twitched from his touch, he felt his ego swell along with his dick. There were few things Aurelien loved more than making a woman orgasm and now that you were going to be his woman, he needed to send you away on a high.

“God, Aurel.” You gasped as he began eating you out.

Aurelien focused on your clit. He flicked his tongue rapidly and he looked up at you. He loved seeing you with your head thrown back with a heaving chest and closed eyes. He took a mental picture of you and pretty you looked with your legs spread out. He soaked up the taste of you on his tongue. He pulled away to place two fingers inside of you. Aurelien’s fingers curled to meet your g-spot and when his mouth fell back onto your clit to suck on the sensitive flesh, you whimpered. You called out his name over and over and as he picked up his pace, you managed to get even tighter around his fingers.

“Please don’t stop.” You whined and Aurelien hummed against your skin. He sped up his fingers that were thrusting in and out of you. “If you make me come I’m gonna lose it.” You laughed in between pants and for Aurelien, that was a challenge he happily accepted.

You were in daze, seeing stars as he continued to make love to your pussy. Your chest rose and fell with heavy pants, your body not even feeling like your own. You felt yourself slipping into orgasmic territory and you couldn’t hold back to the scream that was coming. You shamelessly called out his name and told him how good he felt inside of you.

His mouth pulled away from you but he kept the rhythm that was helping you reach your peak. He licked his lips and stared at you - your skin was a glorious brown after time in the sun.

“You look so pretty, taking me.” Aurelien admitted. He leaned his left hand down on the couch edge and kissed you. Having your whimpering into his mouth, refusing to be quiet had him on rock hard. Aurelien was grateful for his discipline nature because of that had been years prior, he would have fucked you right them. Aurelien broke the kiss to soak you in. Aurelien wanted treat you like a princess - he didn’t want to just fuck you, he wanted to make love to you. Aurelien ran the whole scenario in his mind and he was desperate to make it happen and as he watched your eyes flutter open to meet his own he knew that he needed to get you back to him ASAP.

“Aurelien,” you gasped and he felt the tightness of you nearly seizing his hands to a stop. You let out a guttural, whimpering moan that turned into a soft scream. You called out his name and when you were done, you went limp and sighed in happiness.

Aurelien pulled his fingers out and licked them clean to which he saw you laugh at. He was shameless too.

“You’re fucking delicious.” He said and your reaction told him everything he needed to know.

You were meant for him. He was meant for you.

The two of you were end game.

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It was a sweet surprise to board the flight and find out Aurelien got you a lovely first class flight. You were leaving on a high and already itching to get back to him. It went unspoken but you both knew that things had changed, that what transpired is a move in the direction you wanted. You hadn’t stopped smiling. Kim texted you to let you know that she had arrived and you responded with an update that you knew she was yearning for.

You: [attachment: four images]

You: 🥰🤞🏽

Kim: spoiled already i love that for you

Kim: first class 🤭

You: and my man, thank you to MY man

You settled in and texted Aurelién to let him know you were about to take off and he promptly replied back.

Aurelien: miss you already angel, call me when you land 🤍

Aurelien: also think of when you want to come back i need my face in between your legs as soon as possible

tearsssssss man

Absolutely insane 😭

OMG WHAT WAS THAAAAAAAAAT

the quality is shit and there is no audio bc I'm in the most illegal website to watch this🤣

Lamine is only 17y/o, he cannot possibly travel back to Barcelona on his own. Call back Pedri as his travel companion

going to sleep knowing pedri is the best midfielder in the world