#erling x reader

Kind of realized I haven't written for Erling in like forever, so here you are. It's a little short, but I'm really busy. Hope you enjoy!

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𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — You surprise him at work.

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — Erling Haaland x You

𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 — 1.3k

Warnings! FLUFF!

You decided to surprise Erling today.

It had been a while since you’d done something sweet for him, and the idea of bringing homemade food to his practice seemed perfect. You knew he’d be exhausted after hours on the field, and the thought of seeing his face light up at your gesture made your heart flutter.

The smell of your cooking lingered in the car as you drove to the training ground. As you pulled into the familiar lot, your grip on the container tightened slightly, careful not to disturb its contents. It was his favorite dish—the one he never failed to compliment whenever you made it.

You stepped out of the car, the cool air brushing against your cheeks as you adjusted the lid on the container. At the entrance, the guards took one look at you and immediately waved you through. Their knowing smiles hinting at their favoritism.

You couldn’t help but smile back, sweet and polite, as you made your way toward the field, your heart beating a little faster with every step.

The players were finishing up their drills when you arrived. Your eyes scanned the field until they landed on Erling. He was in his element, commanding the space with his usual intensity. The sight of him, sweat-drenched and utterly focused, made you pause. God, he was beautiful.

When he finally noticed you standing at the sidelines, his face transformed. The moment he saw you, your face lit up, and Erling’s heart did that stupid flutter it always did when you smiled at him.

He jogged over, and before you could say a word, his arms were around you. He pulled you close, crushing you against his chest in a hug so tight you could barely breathe.

But you didn’t mind.

You loved how Erling held you like you were the most precious thing in his world. Because to him, you were.

“Missed you,” he mumbled into your hair.

“Erling, you just saw me this morning,” you said with a laugh, but you hugged him back just as fiercely.

“Doesn’t matter,” he said, pulling back just enough to look at you. His intense blue eyes scanned your face like he was making sure you were really there. “You’re here now. That’s all that matters.”

You reached up to cup his cheek, your thumb brushing against his sharp jawline. “I’m always here for you, baby. You know that. I love you.” You were getting worried. He looked really exhausted as his features softened at your touch. The fatigue etched into his face seemed to melt away under your gaze, but you could still see it.

“Have you been pushing yourself too hard again?” You asked, your voice tinged with concern.

He gave a sheepish grin, scratching the back of his neck. “You know how it is. Can’t slack off if I want to stay on top.”

You frowned, your thumb pausing on his cheek. “Erling, there’s a difference between working hard and running yourself into the ground. You need to rest too, you know.”

His grin faltered for a moment, replaced by a guilty expression that made him look almost boyish. “I’m fine, love. Really. Seeing you here—it’s already made my day ten times better.”

You sighed, knowing how stubborn he could be when it came to his training. But you also knew how much he valued your support.

"I love you too by the way." He leaned into your touch, closing his eyes for a moment before glancing at the container in your hands. “What’s this?”

“A surprise,” you said, grinning. “I thought you’d be hungry after practice, so I brought you some food.”

His eyes lit up, and his grin widened. “You’re the best. Seriously, what did I do to deserve you?”

“I ask myself the same thing about you,” you teased, handing him the container. He opened it immediately, the aroma making him groan in appreciation.

“Smells amazing,” he said, taking a deep breath. Then he looked at you, his expression softening. “Thank you. For this. For everything.”

“You’re welcome,” you said, standing on your tiptoes to press a quick kiss to his cheek. “Now, sit and eat before it gets cold.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. You found a quiet spot on the sidelines, and he dug in, making exaggerated sounds of delight that had you laughing. “This is better than anything they serve us at the club,” he said between bites making you playfully roll your eyes. It's not true but you love when he compliments you.

“Glad you like it,” you said, resting your chin in your hand as you watched him. Moments like these—when it was just the two of you, away from the noise of the world—were your favorite.

As Erling ate, you notice how his shoulders relaxed, the usual tension that came from his intense training sessions melting away bit by bit. And you felt a little lighter, loving the fact that you bring him a little comfort. He caught you staring and paused mid-bite, his lips quirking into a lopsided smile.

“What?” he asked, his voice teasing but warm.

“Nothing,” you replied softly, a faint heat creeping up your cheeks at being caught.

“Lie,” he teased, setting down his spoon and leaning forward until your noses were almost touching. “Tell me.”

You looked up at him, your heart pounding, the space between you alive with energy. “Just looking at you,” you whispered. “Wondering how I got so lucky to have you.”

His voice was barely audible when he replied, “You have no idea how lucky I feel to have you.”

The heat in his eyes left you breathless. You swallowed, your mouth suddenly dry as the air around you charged with tension. Erling leaned closer, his face inches from yours, and for a moment you thought he might kiss you right there.

But then he sat back, smiling softly at your disappointment. “Later, my love,” he said, voice full of promise. “Right now, I don't want to let the other boys get a show."

You snorted at that, but your pulse was still racing. “Fine, be that way,” you teased as you pouted. “I’ll just have to wait.”

His smile went back to teasing as he went back to his meal. You let out a soft huff, leaning into his side. He nudged you with his shoulder before looping an arm around you to pull you in closer. Your head on his shoulder, his cheek pressed up against your hair as he finished eating. You could feel him chewing against your scalp, but it surprisingly didn't disgust you.

When he was done, he pressed a kiss to your forehead, and you shivered at the feeling of his warm lips on your skin. “I should be going,” he murmured. “Got a few more drills left.”

You nodded, pressing a kiss to his jawline before getting up. “Okay, I’m going to go. I’ll pick you up after practice if you want.”

He looked up at you, his gaze so intense it made your breath catch. “Or you could stay. We're almost finished anyways and we could just leave together. Besides, I like you here. It’d make practice that much better. You could be my little cheerleader.” He said the last part playfully, wiggling his eyebrows at you

You let out a small laugh, rolling your eyes even as you couldn't help smiling. “Alright, fine. I’ll stay. But only because you're begging me to.” You teased.

He grinned, standing up to pull you close again. “That I am.” His voice was full of warmth as he brushed his lips against your cheek, lingering for a moment before letting go. “I'll be right back. Wait here, my love.” And then he was jogging back to his teammates, leaving you on the sidelines with a heart full of love for him.

Sure! // I hope you like it <3

Minors DNI!!

Word Count: 385

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Word Count: 694 words

(author's note: realised i misread the ask so i hope you still enjoy it + i kinda hate the ending, but i hope the erling fans enjoy anyway xoxo)

the winner - eh

warnings: +18, p in v, unprotected sex.

A/N: !!!! omg you guys, i feel so filthy after this. enjoy my erling girlies! this is for YOU. love you xx

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It was hypnotizing. The vision of the shining gold of his medal dangling with every move you made, making it slightly sparkle when it caught the little light that came from the nightstand; it all reflected on your bare skin. He didn’t know if it was his own ego or the fact that the whole situation was his top fantasy come true, but seeing the Champions League medal hanging between your boobs was the best view he remembered ever seeing. 

His hands brushed against your hips, helping you lift yourself from his thigh just enough. A moan escaped your lips, making him smirk while his eyes were still fixated on your chest. He thought the baby blue lingerie was a nice touch, so he ran his fingertips along the delicate details, daring to stretch it just enough to make room for his fingers to explore. He looked up to you, adoring the way your skin blushed for the effort of riding his thigh, making your hair a bit damp around the temples and your breathing unsteady. 

“Are you tired, baby?” He asked in a hushed tone, using his free hand to make you closer to his chest, needing to feel you in every way possible. You didn’t speak up, you just stared at him with doe eyes, nodding as your nails scratched his shoulders. “Don’t worry, let me do it.” 

He grabbed you by the waist, effortlessly switching positions. You landed on the mattress, holding onto him, the medal still in place as he discarded your bra, finally being free to suck, kiss, and bite as he pleased. Your voice was low as you whispered his name, running one hand through his hair, hooking your left leg around his waist to make him closer. He smiled against your skin, leaving a last mark before taking the leg that was wrapped around him, massaging your calf before running his fingers through the skin until he found your ankle, knowing exactly what was tattooed on your skin.

While he held you in place, his fingers made their way to your core, moaning when he realized how wet you were. The material of your thong, which neither of you made the effort to take off, was damp and sticking to your skin. As he moved the fabric to one side, his fingers caressed you lazily, wanting to make you a bit eager. After a few seconds, you started to move below him. 

“Please.” He heard you whisper. “Hurry up.” 

“Don’t be so impatient.” He loved to tease you until you became really loud. That’s how he liked you.  

Before you got to say anything else, he started to finger you, introducing one finger at a time until you were squirming under him, rocking your hips against his hand, and letting out shaky breaths that brushed his neck. You looked beautiful, all breathless and drunk on the pleasure he was giving you. He could hear the sweet nonsense your lips were pouring as he moved his hand faster, wanting to take you to the edge. The feeling of your nails dragging themselves along his arms was just the right amount of painful, and when you looked at him again, he knew you were close to cumming. That’s when he stopped, hearing a loud groan that stole a smile from his lips. 

“Please, please, please, please…” You started to beg, your chest going up and down so fast that the medal caught glimpses of light again, sending golden sparks everywhere. 

“What do you want, mmh?” He knew you were getting impatient, but he couldn’t help but tease you this much. Your eyes were fixated on him, your free hand roaming on his chest. His own hand went inside his boxers, letting himself free while he kept looking at how plump your lips were and how your eyes were glistening. He stroked himself for a few seconds, getting off solely on how eager you were. “You want this?” He asked, dragging the tip of his cock along your core.

You nodded, seeming unable to find the right words. It was alright; he wasn’t going to push it too much. Instead, he teased your clit one more time before getting inside of you painfully slow. You seemed to gasp for air, and he surely wasn’t having an easy time controlling his own breathing, but as soon as he was fully in, you drew out a long moan that sent shivers down his spine. His arms finally gave in, so he buried his elbows next to each side of your face, getting closer for a kiss as he started to move. 

“Fucking hell…” He cursed as your hand brushed his neck, your mouth letting out a whimper that made him almost cum right there. You murmured words that made no sense, but they made him reach for your shoulder, slightly biting it while his thrusts became erratic. His mind went a bit foggy, only able to think about how good you felt. The sound of skin against skin was driving him crazy, and just as he felt your hands on his jaw, he dared to retrieve his face from the crook of your neck. 

“Erling…” You whispered, looking straight into his eyes, seeming as out of your mind as he felt. You were begging for something. 

And he knew exactly what you wanted. Without stopping, he reached for the leg that was still wrapped around his waist, bringing it as close as possible to his shoulder, catching a glimpse of the little 9 inked on your skin. Seeing his mark on you always had an effect. He made sure to properly fuck you from this new angle, knowing now that he was deep inside of you. 

“Just like that! Yesyesyesyesyes–” Your voice was a low whisper next to his ear, sending him into a frenzy that made his thrusts nowhere near organized. He just wanted to keep going until there was nothing left from either of you. His thumb started to draw circles around your clit, wanting to cum with you. From the sounds you were making, it wasn’t going to take too long. “I’m gonna.. Ohmygod.” 

He felt you clenching around him, and then it was over. He nearly saw stars behind his closed eyes, letting out a long moan while he buried himself in you one last time. You were still holding him close as you both breathed erratically, the force of your orgasms still present. You stayed there for a good five minutes until he realized he was nearly crushing you under his weight. 

“Sorry, baby.” He said, launching himself next to you. You looked at him with sleepy eyes, smiling the only way you did after cumming. He loved that expression on your face. 

“‘S okay.” You replied, turning around so you could rest your head on his shoulder. 

“Wanna sleep?” You nodded instantly, holding onto his arm for dear life. “Gotta clean you up before. It’s a mess.” He knew he had made a mess. When you didn’t make any attempt to move, he smiled. You were such a baby. 

He leaned closer to kiss your lips before getting up from bed, walking straight into the bathroom for a couple of fresh towels. The aftercare was probably one of his favorite parts about it all; taking care of you during and after sex was a luxury that he prided himself on having. When he came back in, you were still half-asleep, murmuring something about wanting to cuddle. 

“In a second, babe.” He said, taking a damp towel to clean your legs and between your thighs. You made a low sound, and once he finished, he took your ankles to move you around, since you seemed to have no energy to do so. His eyes fixed on your tattoo again, his thumb caressing it as he sat down next to you. 

God, he was so lucky. 

“Come, cuddle with me…” You whispered again, waking up for the third time. You did grabby hands at him until he laid next to you, covering your body with his warmth until both fell asleep rather quickly. 

What a way to celebrate.

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# PRINCESS TREATMENT 3! — footballers! (final!)

— SUMMARY: you show off the princess treatment you get from your footballers boyfriends! (part 1) (part 2)

CONTENT: fluff, footballers being simps, light jealousy, sensual themes, just cute stuff overall!

PARINGS: earling haaland x fem!reader, richarlison x fem!reader, oliver giroud x fem!reader

NOTE: someone asked for giroud content so I combined it with this lol! any examples of this do not represent of the body type, race or ethnicity of the reader! tysm for reading! 💕

RICHARLISON DE ANDRADE — dollar bills!

Recently you saw a trend on TikTok where girls would hold their hands out to their boyfriends, friends, brothers or literally anybody to see what they would do.

Richarlison was currently playing video games with his friends on FaceTime but fortunately you placed your camera in the room before he went in & you’ve been recording ever since.

You were holding your phone camera in your hand as discreetly as possible to not alert your boyfriend about the challenge your trying on him. “Baby? are you in here?” You peaked into his gaming room spotting him on his chair as he shouted at Neymar for something in among us.

Hearing your voice his head whipped around and he opened his arms signalling you to come over, you shuffled over giving him a hug as his head was pressed onto your stomach & hands were wrapped around your ass.

Once you both pulled away your challenge had begun as you stuck out your palm standing there with a bright smile, at first he hadn’t noticed anything as he turned back to the computer screen.

Until you were standing there for a good 30 seconds & he spun his head around to look at you quickly before looking back at the screen, he took his hand off the mouse taking your hand flipping it over to the backside of your hand & giving it a kiss.

He turned back to the screen until he realized you were still standing there; cheeky smile on your face palm still stuck out in-front of you, he chuckled as he dug through his pants pulling out his wallet.

“Richarlison? Are you still there?” Neymar called at alerting him that the new round had started.

“Yeah I’m here hold on.” He replied back as he fished through his wallet grabbing a huge stack of cashing & placing it in your hand along with his black card. “Happy?” He asked looking up at your face which was filled with surprise.

You hadn’t expected him to give you this much money let alone any at all as you assumed he’d just take your hand & place it on his private parts. You scoffed happily curling your fingers over the stack. “Definitely, but what will I even do with this much money?”

“Whatever you’d like baby, it’s all yours.” He answered turning his head back to the screen & unmuting himself on face-time. You gave him a quick kiss pulling his face towards you before walking away checking your phone to see if the footage was recorded.

You edited the video a little before posting it captioning it with: “HE’S SO SWEET 😭😭” Seconds later likes, comments & replies came flooding in about how Richarlison was the perfect boyfriend.

OLIVER GIROUD — first class!

“You’re so excited baby have you never flown out of the country?” Oliver chuckled watching you practically fly out of the valet car that was escorting you to the airport tarmac.

Ever since you complained about how you haven’t gone on a vacation in a while that very day Oliver booked your dream vacation paying for unnecessary expenses like tour guides & other things; as-long as it made you happy he thought.

“I have! I’ve never been to the Mal Dives though.” You answered pulling his arm to get him out of the car, you both didn’t need to worry about your luggage since Oliver paid for it to be flown before-hand.

“I’m coming babe hold on, you’re gonna rip my arm off.” Oliver laughed as he stepped out of the car turning his head to look at what you were staring at all starry eyed.

“Look, it’s a private jet. Just for the two of us.” You rambled on about the jet standing in-front of you both, you were used to Oliver spending a fortune on you whether it was cars, jewellery or even 1000 roses but a whole jet was much different.

“I know, do you like it?” He asked as he placed his hands in his pockets leaning back and forth between his heels and his toes. “Are you kidding? Who wouldn’t like this.” You laughed in disbelief.

“I’m glad you like it, c’mon baby let’s board the plane before they leave without us.” Oliver took your hand into his as he directed you towards the plane, you greeted the flight attendant who was waiting for you at the entrance as she guiding you both to your seats.

Once you both were settled in your chairs chatting happily about your upcoming adventures a flight attendant had came around with a cart filled with expensive looking drinks & desserts. “Champagne or Club Soda?” She asked with a smile.

“Champagne please, babe what about you?” You turned to look at your boyfriend who was staring at the window as he unconsciously caressed your knuckles with his thumb, you squeezed your hand bringing his attention back to you.

“Hmm? Oh, I’ll have whatever your having.” He leaned into kiss you on your cheek before turning to stare out the window again continuing to stroke your knuckles, you smiled turning back to the attendant,“2 Champagnes please.”

As the flight attended walked away Oliver noticed that you had a particularly slummed look on your face, you were just jumping around in joy so seeing you down worried him.“Are you okay?”

“Yep! Just thinking of what we’re gonna do when we get there.” You sent your signature “i’m fine” smile his way continuing you tap your feet against the empty seat right in-front of you as you looked back down to face your feet.

“You look worried though.” He let go of your hand using his freed hand to pull your face towards his forcing you to face him, seeing his eyes filled with concern made you sigh before continuing, “Yeah it’s just, how much was this trip?”

His face soften hearing what you we’re concerned about, you both had fight’s about money in the past & about how Oliver spent way to much money on pointless things,“Oh, don’t worry about that baby.”

“I have too, you can’t go broke because you wanna please me. I’ll be fine with whatever you provide.” You admitted in a quiet voice turning your head to face the window across from your aisle. “With my profession I’ll go broke the day you go bald.”

“What if I go Bald tomorrow?” You wanted to laugh at his joke but it was quite hard knowing you really could go bald tomorrow & Oliver could become broke, after all nobody knows what could happen.

“You wouldn’t, what I’m trying to say is. I spend this money to make you smile, whether it’s a large purchase or small it’s for you. In this case; a private jet just for my princess.”

Hearing your boyfriend be so adamant about you spending his money & not thinking of you as a sugar baby or a gold digger relieved you greatly. Yes, you both were dating but you weren’t a mind reader, for all you know he could be planning to kill you.

“Alright then, on that note; I could get used to this. Fast.” You pushed your insecure thoughts to the side as you settled into your seat properly reclining the seat, feeling in all the luxuries to the max. He chuckled at your childishness as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder pulling you in.

“Get used to it baby, you’re stuck with me, my jet & my money forever.”

ERLING HAALAND — giant teddybear!

“I told you not to eat so many sweets before went on the ride, no wonder you almost threw up.” Your boyfriend reminded you as he leaned over helping you walk throughout the winter carnival without collapsing.

Seeing that his good friend Jude had gone recently to the Winter Wonderland you decided it be good for the both of you to go as well, until it wasn’t. It was either Erling was too tall for some of the rides or you chickened out just looking at it.

But seeing as you were low-key being a party pooper for your boyfriend who you basically forced to come to the attraction you decided to go onto the wildest ride there was available; bad, bad idea.

Erling had bought you almost every single foot item you looked at for to long filling your stomach much faster than you’d like, by the 4th taco you ate you were ready to unbutton your pants & burst.

“It was fun wasn’t it though?” You groaned out patting the shoulder of your boyfriend signalling him to slow down as you felt as if you were going to barf, he slowed down waiting for you to gain your composure.

Seeing as you took a little longer than usual he bent down pulling your body on his back giving you a piggyback ride, you on the other hand smirked into his back tucking your legs around his waist. “All apart of my plan.” You muttered into his neck taking in his scent.

“Did you say something?” Erling asked as he begun to walk passing by multiple food-stalls that just the smell of the food made you sick, you wrapped your arms around his neck & placed your head in the crook of his collarbone.

“Nope! Nothing! Don’t worry about it baby.” You whispered into his ear closing your eyes in the process, as Erling walked past multiple stalls you closed your eyes feeling peaceful almost falling asleep till you jolted up after feeling as if you were falling.

As you opened your eyes you looked around seeing that the entrance was just a few miles away, something also caught your eye; a stand with gigantic teddy bears. “Baby?”

“Hmm?” he hummed, waiting for you to say what you needed.

“Can you win that for me before we leave?” You asked him patting his shoulder to get him to slow down so he didn’t walk right by the stand.“Win what?”

“The giant teddy bear.” You slid down his back and turned towards the stall pointing to the humongous teddy bears.

“You’re such a child, fine.” Erling walked towards the stand grabbing a few of the tennis balls on the desk as he backed away throwing them at the targets scoring on each one of them.

The man at the stall handed him a giant pink bear almost the size of you leaving Erling to walk back to you giant big bear in hand stupid grin on his face, you took the bear out of his hand giving it a big squeeze. “Thanks baby.”

“What should I name him?” You asked as you both continued to walked towards the exits hand in hand, hearing that Erling turned to you looking at you weirdly, “You name your teddy bears?”

“Of course! Since you won him for me I’ll name him, Erlie.” You smiled at him squeezing his hand, Erling chuckled at your ridiculous as he bent down to give you a kiss on your forehead.

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↳ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ೃ⁀➷ 𝐢 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐫. 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞. 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 !

erling haaland x reader

tw : implied smut but not really

stress reliever

“come here baby” your boyfriend erling called you.

“i can’t” you were currently laying on the floor, full of books and notes to study as you had your last exam in a couple of days. but you felt like your head was going to explode and you couldn’t take more reading but you knew you had to go through it.

“i’m serious baby, come here or i’m gonna get you in one way or another” erling said. he was laying on the bed scrolling through instagram but he definitely saw how tired and desperate you were and he knew he had to do something.

“okay…” you knew a 10 minutes break was more than needed so you gave up and laid next to erling.

it was nice finally lay on something warm and comfortable that wasn’t the bedroom floor.

“turn around…” erling said as he positioned himself between your legs.

“i’m not in the mood” you said. sex was the last thing on your mind.

“i know, i just want to help you relax a little” he didn’t even think about sex. he just saw how stresses you were that he wanted to help you release the tension a little.

his hands went to move your hair out of your neck and he gently lifted your t-shirt up. his movements were delicate and soft. he gently kissed your neck and your shoulders and he went to unclap your bra too.

“take a deep breath and relax for me baby, you’re too tense” he said as his hands began to work on your neck. he was massaging it, going between soft rubs and kisses. then his hands moved over your shoulders and he felt how rigid you were “take deep breaths baby” and you did as he told.

his hands gently worked on your shoulders and you couldn’t help but let out some soft whimpers. if someone had to ask you, this was much better than sex.

“you like this?” he asked amused by your reaction.

you simply nodded.

his hands went on your back and he found your soft spot because you moaned a little. you didn’t mean to but you were feeling to good. and he knew he had to work mainly on that spot.

so he massaged and gently stroked it, scratched it and rubbed it.

you moaned again and again and again.

there was nothing sexual in it but you were feeling too good.

erling was hard. he got hard by simply listening to you moaning.

“erling…” you called him.

“yes baby?”

“i can feel your dick in my ass” you laughed.

“shit…” he said and you couldn’t help laughing more. he was so hard it was almost painful but you were his first thought so he pretended he was fine and continued working on your shoulders and back.

eventually your moans stopped as you were falling asleep.

you felt erling moving from your body but you didn’t want him to leave.

“where are you going?” you asked as he carefully lifted a warm blanket over your body.

“uhm…im going to take care of this…” he said giving you a soft kiss on the lips and leaving for the bathroom.

sorry looks like I’m incapable of writing angst without a fluffy ending 🫶

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“maybe if you had actually bothered to support your boyfriend for once, this wouldn’t have happened!” erling exclaimed, his voice getting louder and louder as the argument continued.

you scoffed at his emission. “well I’m sorry for not being your little lap dog and following you around 24/7! you know I do work an actual job, unlike most of the guys’ girlfriends?” you snapped back, not at all appreciating his comment.

“yeah, because it must be so tiring sitting at a desk all day.” erling rolled his eyes.

you shook your head, shocked at the words that were falling from his mouth. “you really are unbelievable, you know that?”

erling stepped forwards, towering over you. his usually bright eyes had darkened as he shouted at you for the first time ever in your relationship.