Game Day Ritual

pairing: Arber Xhekaj x female reader

description: You wake up to find Arber's head between your thighs, which has become his essential game day ritual for luck and focus.

TW: MDNI, Smut, oral sex (f receiving), bit of somno, established relationship.

masterlist

The first sensation that pulls you from sleep is not the morning light filtering through the curtains or the sound of the city waking up outside. It's a warm, wet pressure between your thighs that sends a jolt of pleasure through your half-asleep body.

Your eyes flutter open to find Arber's dark hair brushing against your skin as he kneels between your legs, which are draped over his broad shoulders. His large hands grip your hips, holding you in place as his mouth works magic on you.

"Babe," you gasp, your voice thick with sleep and sudden arousal. "What are you..."

He doesn't answer, just looks up at you with those intense eyes, a smirk playing on his lips before he returns his attention to your core. His tongue traces slow circles around your clit, teasing, building the pleasure gradually.

"Game day ritual," he murmurs against your skin, the vibrations sending shivers through you. "Best way to start the day."

Your hands find their way into his hair, fingers tangling in the dark strands as he continues his expert ministrations. His shoulders keep your legs spread wide, giving him unrestricted access to your most sensitive areas.

Arber's technique is methodical, almost clinical in its precision, yet filled with an undeniable passion. He alternates between broad, flat-tongued strokes and pointed, focused movements that make your toes curl. When he sucks gently on your clit, you arch off the bed, a cry escaping your lips.

"Shh," he soothes, though his eyes gleam with satisfaction at your reaction. "Don't want to wake the neighbors."

As if you could be quiet with what he's doing to you.

His hands release your hips, one moving to cup your breast, thumb circling your nipple as the other slides between your folds, gathering your wetness before slowly pressing a finger inside you. The dual stimulation is almost too much, his mouth on your clit, his finger curling inside you, hitting that perfect spot that makes your vision blur.

"Arber, please," you beg, not even sure what you're asking for.

He adds a second finger, stretching you, filling you as his tongue continues its relentless assault on your clit. The combination is overwhelming, pleasure building deep in your core, threatening to explode.

"Come for me," he commands, his voice muffled against you. "Want to taste you."

The orgasm crashes over you, intense and all-consuming. Your thighs tighten around his head, your back arching off the bed as wave after wave of pleasure courses through you.

Arber doesn't stop, his tongue and fingers working you through your orgasm, drawing out every last bit of pleasure until you're trembling and oversensitive. Only then does he pull back, looking up at you with a triumphant grin. His face glistens with your arousal and the sight sends another jolt of desire through you.

"Best pre-game meal," he says with a wink, crawling up your body to kiss you deeply. You can taste yourself on his lips, a heady combination that makes you want him all over again.

"Game day ritual, huh?" you ask when you finally break apart, breathless.

"You know it," he confirms, nipping at your neck. "Been on a winning streak since we started this tradition. Can't risk breaking it now."

His hand trails down your body, fingers ghosting over your still sensitive clit. "Though I wouldn't say no to a post-game celebration later tonight."

❄️ ━━━ 𝒲ill 𝒮mith didn’t believe in soulmates, he thought it was an unrealistic view on love and he wasn’t going to waste his time hoping for something that didn’t exist. But then 𝒢race 𝑀arlowe stumbled into his life, quite literally. All past notions of soulmates were long gone as he found himself falling completely head over heels in love with a girl who he believed was too good for him.

pairing 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗑 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾

masterlist pairing: Gabe Perreault x fem!reader summary: Once you mentioned to Gabe that you'd love to make a campfire and took those words seriously warnings: none

Without any explanations, Gabe told you to get dressed warm and be ready in 30 minutes. You were looking at him, trying to see if he’s joking or not but when he hurried you up, in no time you jumped out of bed and changed your clothes.

You were asking him questions but each time, he giggled. Slowly, you became scared of what he planned because Gabe was a person who was capable of everything. 

this mischievous mf… why are you as a man giggling and scheming!!!!!

“You’ve been always saying that you want to make a campfire so we’re making one”

if he wanted to he would!!!! get you a man who listens like this oh my god :(

Despite the fire, it was getting cold and you were thankful that he gave you a heads up to dress warmer. / “Your welcome” Gabe whispered when he saw how you were hiding your hands in the sleeves.

the way he just knows has me absolutely weak oh my god v i adore the way you write the little details and interactions i swear

Before Gabe could go to the middle of the story, he was already smiling and giggling which made you laugh too. 

masterlist note: thank you anon for inspiring me to write it!

scenarios—

picnic

berry picking

beer garden

barbecue

nature walk

the beach

sun dresses

cycling

summer rain

meadow

sun bathing

reading in the sun

end of the school / university

sweaty sex

swimming

making daisy chains

sitting around a bonfire

stargazing

sleeping outside

road trip

gardening

putting sun cream on someone else

putting messages in a bottle

ice cream

sex in a sundress

dialogue—

“it’s too hot…”

“stop splashing me! you will lose at this game.”

“i forgot my swimming costume / bathing suit!”

“nice sun glasses.”

“you’re looking a bit pink.”

“it feels like we’re abroad somewhere.”

“lemonade?”

“the ocean is just so beautiful.”

“i’m not a very strong swimmer.”

“you look so beautiful in the sun.”

“i like your freckles.”

“it’s too hot to cuddle.” - “it’s not!” - “it’s bloody boiling!”

“how can you not like ice cream?”

“i said stay hydrated!” - “i am.” - “that’s a cocktail.”

“you look good in that.”

“strawberry?” - “is there chocolate?”

“we made it through our exams, time to enjoy the sun.”

“i’m too hot.” - “you should probably take your shirt off then.”

“this is so refreshing.”

“wow, there’s so many stars tonight.”

“what do you think that cloud looks like?”

“bit colder than it was earlier.”

“i love this song!”

“i got these for you.”