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y/n is kylian mbappe's girlfriend, we didn't know it until her presentation with real madrid and since then no one has stopped talking about her.
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Itβs clear to see ever since a friend invited him to her private, directorial debut screening. Filled with pretentious film commentators, Kylian almost questioned his sanity in accepting this seemingly random invitation from a friend he knew from Catholic school over ten years ago.
Almost.
Almost, because you were the lighthouse that helped him navigate the mist that night. During dinner, you seemed oblivious to his superstar status, and initiate the conversation you shared with a fun and lighthearted question about his favorite movie.
βI didnβt know,β you laughed to yourself when he told you he was the MbappΓ¨ from 2018βs FIFA World Cup, βSorry. I guess not everything revolves around films.β
Contrary to others in the revel, you were able to communicate in a way he understandsβyou didnβt sigh when revealed that he had never seen (heard of, even) a film you mentioned, and you were able to eloquently steer the course of your conversation in a way that is both enjoyable but also challenging for him.
Paired with the way your eyes twinkle under the dim lighting, just like that, he was in love.
And he wants you.
Itβs simple for everyone that knows him to see. He repeats your name under his breathβthe only thing he learned that nightβand shakes his head when he recalls that he cannot find you anywhere.
He wants you. He wants you bad.
He thinks youβre cheeky. When he searches your name up on Google, all that came up were the papers you had written to contribute to multiple visual culture journals and books, or an article of a film you wrote published by a third party website from six months ago. No Instagram account, no Facebook account, no nothing.
Kylian tries asking his agent at least 50,000 times, but itβs not like his agent, or any sports agent for that matter, would have the connection to set him up with someone like you.
He guesses that he could send you an email, but whatβs attractive about that? Heβs desperate, but not desperate in the sense that he would write an email on his iPad and send it to you like some kind of student hoping for a raise in grades. Heβs a damn footballer. What he wants to do is take you out on a nice dinner before bringing you back to his house, not ask you to collaborate on an academic paper about film semioticsβor whatever these papers talk about.
Somehow, he ended up finding a spot to sit to your right, and instead of taking in the highly anticipated work of a certain Greek director, Kylian leaned to place his cheek on a closed fist supported by his elbow against the arm rest, occasionally glancing to his left in hopes to get a glimpse of your eyes against the bright screen, testing in every crinkle on your face when a certain scene was shot in a way that amused you.
When will another one of such invaluable opportunities rise?
βSo,β As soon as the standing ovation dies down and the theatre lights are turned back on, Kylian turns to you, starting a conversation. βWhat did you think?β
βWonderful,β still dazzled, the smile remains etched on your lips. βUnlike anything Iβve ever seen before, I swear.β
βOh, wow.β he laughs, placing a palm against his mouth for a moment. βAnd Iβm here thinking that youβve seen more films than the average person.β
βOh, yeah,β you nod, immediately catching up to his playful tone, βIβve seen at least five movies.β
Quiet laughter is shared between the two of you, and Kylian feels a familiar, comfortable feeling in the pit of his stomach. βSo that makes this the sixth movie that youβve watched?β
βIn my entire lifetime, yes,β you giggle.
Kylian bites his lips before rubbing the side of his neck, for a short moment which he hopes you donβt notice the anxiety brewing within him. βWell, this is my first film, actually. So I was really excited to watch it.β
βFive more to go,β you notice everyone else beginning to stand up, patiently waiting for their turn to escape from their row and exit the theatre. βThen maybe youβll have half the experience I do.β
The tone of your reply draws out another laugh from him.
Damn.
All he does is laugh when you are around. You must be the funniest person heβs ever met.
βSo,β Kylian clears his throat when you stand, following your suit. βWhatβs your plan after this?β
βWhatβs with that face?β You begin walking behind the person before you, still somewhat facing him. βIβm sure. You must be busy.β
βEh, itβs all just show. I got nothing to do most of the times,β he raises his shoulders with a grin. βWell, whatβs after the 2 PM screening?β
βIβve got papers to grade,β you sigh, feeling a slight chill when the summer breeze brushes over your skin the moment you both step outside the studio. You squint your eyes at the sun, turning to him. βWish I could stay around longer, but Iβve got responsibilities.β
Kylian tilts his head, still smiling at you. βYeah? I was actually thinking that I can take you out for dinner tonight.β
You blink, and turns your body so that you were fully facing himβonly then do you realize how big he looks: his broad shoulders, the shape of his chest pressed under his thin shirt.
βOh,β you stammer, taking a step back once you noticed how close you two are standing to each other. βIβ uh, you knowββ
βResponsibilities?β He asks with a light chuckle. βThatβs fine. Another night?β
Kylian watches your pupils dilate, shifting to every single thing around you except for him, avoiding eye contact at all cost. βThatβs very kind of you, itβs justββ
Then, it clicked on him.
βOh,β he says with a furrow of his eyebrows, lips pressing into a frown. βBoyfriend?β
You clear your throat, and the nod you give him is timid, but it is a nod.
Kylian takes a deep breath, burying both his hands in his pockets, for a moment staring off into the distance, before turning back to you with a gentle smile.
βThen,β he closes the gap to you with a step, looking around for a moment, before leaning in to whisper in your ear. βWhen you break up with him, let me know. Iβd love to take you out for dinner.β
And casually, he straightens his back.
βIβll see you around,β he laughs softly with a wink, raising his hand to wave at you as he walks away.
With a gentle kiss on Kylian's forehead, you tiptoe out of the room, making your way to your daughter's bedroom. There, she's already awake, her big brown eyes filled with excitement and a hint of sleepiness. Her school uniform is laid out neatly on the bed, ready for her to put on. You smile at her and start helping her get dressed for the day.
As you button up her blouse and tie her shoes, she looks up at you with a hopeful expression. "Mommy, can you do my hair in space buns today, please?" You nod with a loving smile, always eager to make her mornings special. "Of course, sweetheart." You grab her hairbrush and a spray bottle filled with water before leading her to the bathroom.
As you spray her hair, Kylian appears in the bathroom doorway, rubbing his eyes, still halfway between dreamland and reality. He's shirtless, and you can't help but admire how handsome he looks even with sleep in his eyes.
"What's going on here, ladies?" he asks, his voice still heavy with sleep. You chuckle softly. "Good morning, sleepyhead. Care to join us?"
Kylian yawns and stretches, his tall frame dominating the doorway. "Sure thing. I'd love to help." He walks over to stand beside you and your daughter.
You hand him one of the hairbrushes, and together, you and Kylian begin the gentle process of brushing your daughter's hair, detangling any knots. She sits patiently, enjoying the attention from both of her parents. It's moments like these that make your family feel even closerr.
After her hair is smooth and manageable, Kylian takes one section while you take the other, and you both begin the delicate task of creating two perfect buns. Your daughter watches with fascination as her hair transforms under your skilled hands. Kylian, despite his initial sleepiness, is surprisingly adept at this, his fingers nimble and gentle.
As you secure the second bun, your daughter looks at herself in the mirror, her face lighting up with joy. "Thank you, Mommy and Daddy! My hair looks beautiful." "You're welcome, sweetie," he says, planting a loving kiss on her cheek.
With her hair ready and her uniform on, your daughter is all set for school. You and Kylian exchange a glance, a silent understanding passing between you.
As you escort your daughter to the kitchen for breakfast, you can't help but feel grateful for the life you've built together. Kylian, is not just your husband but also an amazing father. Your mornings might be filled with school routines, but they are also filled with love, laughter, and the simple joys of family life.
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-> hears the same fucked up lyrics
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want it? β anthony gordon summary: he watches you play with his teammates kids and it stirs something in him. pairings: anthony gordon x fem!reader warnings: fluff + kinda sorta breeding kink +consensual activities mentioned!!! a/n: thank u for the req<3 here she is the highly anticipated fic!!!
the giggles from the crowd of england family children are ear piercing. each step he takes the sounds grow louder and louder, until he reaches your seat in the stands. thats where the giggling wriggles deep piercing his ear drums.
βaw no here comes mr anti-fun!β you groan, your fingers instantly tickling the little boys stomach. Anthony watches the little boys body fight you, his giggles intensifying, not dying out until you stop.
βmr anti fun?β Anthony chuckles, he sits down beside you, and he reaches out for the little boy and pulls him into his lap, βyour daddy actually finds me quite funny.β
βquestionable.β declan interjects, watching his son squirm out of Anthonyβs lap and back into yours.
βyou trying to steal my wife?β
the little boy nods, proudly, and wraps his arms around your neck. you press your lips to the boys bright pink cheek, and instantly begin tickling his whole body again.
anthony watches you, in complete awe of how much the little boy has begun to trust you in just a few short days. you were good with kids, there was no question about it, but watching you tonight seemed to take his mind to other darker places.
maybe it was the adrenaline and dopamine mixing together after such an intense win, or it was just you and the little boy that made him ache to see you pregnant.
youβve had the discussion before. it was always not the right time, and he agreed. with his new move to Barcelona, it certainly was not the time to be trying, but damnβ¦ the thought of your body nesting his baby. god, he wanted it.
βIβll see you tomorrow!β the little boy shouted, instantly snapping Anthony out of his little daydream.
βheβs so cute, ant.β you sigh, happily resting your head on your husbands shoulder, you glance up at his side profile, βperfect little mix of her and declan.β
he hums in response, his cock making it hard for words to stumble out of his mouth. his brain couldnβt function, flickers of images of you pregnant and you full of his cock were making it hard to find words.
βimagine ours.β you say, adding fuel to his fire. he can feel the precum thickening around his cock. anthony groans. tossing his head back, he runs a hand down his face, βyou kill me, y/n.β
βwhat?β you say chuckling with confusion. moving off of him, you catch a glimpse of the hard on building up in his pants, βdid me with a kid really do this to you?β
his cheeks turn a shade of red that youβve never seen before from embarrassment. chuckling, you cup his cheeks in your hands and press a kiss to his lips. you pull away, lips inches from his and say, βIβm not on the pill anymore.β
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he wastes no time pressing your back into the mattress. you land with a soft thump against the white sheets. the hotel bed squeaking beneath you.
pressing open your thighs, he finds that under your oversized t-shirt you had nothing on. the only thing staring at him was clean shaved wet slick folds.
βfuck,β he audibly moans, feeling like he might come in his pants at just the sight of your legs spread wide open and glistening in the the dimly lit room.
anthonyβs baby blue cotton shorts are instantly tossed to the side, his boxers gone with them. anthony moved with passion and finality. he needed to scratch this itch and fill you with him.
kneeing you to open wider for him, he yanks your legs around his torso and doesnβt even gently rub his way in. he doesnβt take even a second for you to be used to all of him before heβs fucking you into the plush mattress.
the springs squeak beneath you, hips are buckling against one another, skin grinding on skin. your filthy moans in his ear have him thrusting harder and in short spurts. you could faintly hear the headboard banging against the wall over the rush of pleasure tingling across your body.
βgive it to me, ant.β you say with the little bit of air in your lungs that he left in you. your long manicured nails dig deep into his shoulder blades, but he doesnβt feel the pain over the pleasure rippling through him like tidal waves.
βyou want my babies?β he asks, the tip of his cock twitching feeling you clamp around him. his once hard and determined thrusts, become gentle and teasing edging you onto the high you were both craving.
nodding was all you could do. you could feel the climax. you could feel your legs ready to give out, you were trying hard to stay wrapped around him. your sensitive clit was throbbing, you could see you werenβt alone in this, anthony was starting to pick up speed again, his stamina was much stronger than yours.
βfuck, I wonβt last.β he grunts, feeling the ripple of pleasure that was building up finally release inside you.
you welcomed the warmth filling inside you. he watches you for a beat under his thick red curls. your eyes were locked on his, you gave him a slight nod letting him know you felt good, and in his own rush he didnβt hurt you.
dragging your nails over his biceps, you unwrap your legs around him, they fall heavy against the mattress, and ached for something to support them.
Anthony moves off of you, and slides onto the mattress beside you, βyou think it worked?β he nervously asks.
βwell itβs not instant, idiot.β
rolling his eyes, he sits up onto his forearm. sincerity is written across his face, it was scary, βwant to go again?β
MICK SCHUMACHER
BORCHETTA BOURBON MUSIC CITY GRAND PRIX 2026: RACE DAY
Mick Schumacher speaks to the media after earning his first top 10 finish in the 2026 Borchetta Bourbon Music City Grand Prix at Nashville Superspeedway in Lebanon, Tennessee.
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oscarpiastri Lily and I wanted to share that we're both in a relationship with someone very special to us. We're incredibly happy together and appreciate everyone who respects our privacy and supports all three of us.
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