#fc barca

you and lamine never really got any privacy. in his house it was because of his mother and kenye. they were always home and always around you two. then, in your house it was because your parents were always around as well, they also had cameras everywhere, and did not let you two in your room together, alone.

so, when lamine’s mom said she had to go run errands for the whole day you both were relieved, except that kenye did not take kindly to naps, or leaving you alone.

you spent basically the whole day running around behind him, playing with him, cooking him food, watching movies with him, and talking to him. you could feel the tension between you and lamine and it was getting unbearable.

finally, by the magic of a warm milk bottle kenye fell asleep in your arms. you rocked him for a couple more minutes to make sure he was actually asleep, then you placed the bottle to the side and took him to his bedroom.

while you were tucking him in lamine was picking up after kenye, mostly his toys. you scurried over to lamine’s bedroom, waiting for him, smiling, and he finally arrived.

“finally!” you whisper-yelled, excitedly patting the spot in front of you.

lamine smiled, “took way too long,” he laughed.

you nodded in agreement and instantly went in for a kiss when he sat down, not wasting any time. he picked you up so you could sit on his lap as he roamed his hands around your body.

he groaned into the kiss slightly, causing you to giggle and put your foreheads against each other, “this was very much needed,” you blushed.

lamine opened his mouth to say something, but you stopped him by kissing him again. he brought his hands up to spank your ass and grip it right after to soothe it, he did it a couple times while you started to grind slightly, the last time he did it you heard a voice.

“lama?” a tiny, soft voice said from behind you.

lamine instantly froze as well and took his hands off you, creating some distance, “kenye,” he awkwardly smiled.

you wiped the lipstick stains off of lamine’s face, “hey kenye bebe.”

“why close?” he questioned, rubbing his eyes.

your face turned red, “we were just talking bebe.”

“up.” he requested, putting his arms out and yawning.

you picked him up and placed him in between you and lamine, “you have goodnight kiss.” kenye laughed, pointing at one of the lipstick smudges.

you and lamine laughed, slightly embarrassed, “yes she was just kissing me goodnight kenye.”

he pouted, “my turn.” kenye said, as he pointed to one of his cheeks.

you laughed softly and placed a tiny kiss on his cheek, then he pointed to the other one, and kept going back and forth.

“enough?” you asked, while giving him a tiny hug, “i think lamine’s jealous.” you whispered.

he nodded, “hehe, jealous.”

lamine rolled his eyes, “i’m not jealous, i got kisses first.” he teased kenye.

kenye, still in his sleepy state teared up, “lamine!” you hissed, annoyed.

“what!” he laughed, “it’s not my fault he’s a little cry baby.” he said, which made it worse because now kenye was full on crying.

you groaned, “yeah, he is literally a baby, lamine.” you rolled your eyes, “it’s okay bebe, no more kisses for lamine, okay?”

you wiped his tears and he did the same, nodding his head, “okey.”

“now let’s go to sleep, yeah?” you kissed his forehead.

you placed him in between you and lamine, he gravitated more towards you which caused lamine to laugh. finally, he fell asleep again and so did you.

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might also make another version of getting caught by his older teammates, that would be so cute

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A - aftercare (what they’re like after sex) 

he’s young, and to be quite honest, i can’t imagine him as the stereotypical gentleman after sex. like most teenage boys, after he’s done, he’s tired and just wants to lay down and cuddle. the most maybe wiping you down and ensuring you pee, then cuddles til you both fall asleep.

B - body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

his is your waist in both sexual and non sexual situations, his hand is always on it, as a handle to keep you close (and deeper when he’s fucking you)

your favorite body part of his is his thighs. constantly running around on the pitch has made them quite strong and you love taking them for a ride after a long day.

C - cum (anything to do with cum basically

refuses to cum inside. it’s a dream of his to do so one day, but right now, there’s no room for any mistakes or accidents. even with birth control. will fuck you until he can tell he’s about to cum, then at the last minute pull out and finish on your stomach or back. he loves watching his cum spread across your face and mouth when you’re giving him head, and loves when you swallow even more

D - dirty secret (pretty self explanatory)

he sometimes screen records your very innocent face time calls, to look back at them to jack off later. he’s spent many late night away from you, jacking off at recordings of you simply doing your makeup or trying on clothes.

another is that he wants to have sex in “public” at least once. there have been numerous times at games or events where he’s wanted to pull you into an empty room to have a quickie but was too scared to ask.

E - experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

he may be young, but that dick is well beyond his years. had a fair amount of experience from past girlfriends and casual flings so he was good off that alone, but he also made it a to learn your body so well to the point he probably knows how to pleasure you better than you do yourself. he knows exactly what he’s doing.

F - favorite position

as i said, his favorite body part is your waist, so any position that allows him to have his hands wrapped around them. missionary, doggy, cowgirl. once he can hold onto you, he loves it.

G - goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

i don’t think he’s out there cracking jokes, but when funny things happen he’s not afraid to chuckle . it just doesn’t happen often as usually he’s just so focused on you that nothing is that funny.

H - hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

probably not shaved. if anything he’d have a trim. once it’s clean and you’re not complaining, he’s fine.

I - intimacy ( how they are during the moment. the romantic aspect)

very intimate. as i said in g, he’s just so focused on you, and the moment you’re both in. he’s very loving and focused on both your pleasure.

J - jack off

if you seriously think any of these footballers don’t jack off you’re crazy, and if you think the 19 year old doesn’t you’re crazier. he probably doesn’t watch porn anymore, opting for his own collection of personalized tapes of you, doing something’s simple as drinking water on a call, or in a very compromising position with him as he recorded

K - kink (their kinks)

choking - he likes choking you. i haven’t nothing else to say

face sitting - the first time you both tried it, he fell in love. can’t go too long without withdrawal symptoms now

public sex - like i said, he really wants to try it, but clueless how to bring it up

sleep sex - loves when you let him cockwarm you the night before, so when he wakes up, he doesn’t have to do much to get you up as well and enjoy some slow, loving morning sex. he also gave permission to wake him up with head, and he’s transported to heaven and back everytime you take him up on that offer.

L - location (favorite places to do the do)

both your rooms mainly. as much as he’d love to have sex in a “public” situation, not when someone (particularly either of your families) can see. bathrooms sometimes, and when you share a hotel room, basically every single surface there.

M - motivation (what turns them on)

you in his jersey, you in shorts, you in cropped tops, you in a sundress, you laying in his bed, you making eye contact with him. basically just you existing

N - no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

anything to do with bodily waste, or another man. thats it. anything else, if you’re down, he’s down.

O - oral (give or receive)

he’s young and he’s a man. i’d like to be optimistic, but to be very honest he loves receiving. don’t get me wrong, he still goes down on you with skill (especially if you’ve had a long day, it you ask nicely) however, he just loves being sucked off. he likes when you struggle to take it, he likes hearing the light gags, he likes when you play with his balls. he just loves head.

P - pace (how slow or fast they are)

unless you say “can we go slow this time” or you’re both tired, but still need each other he’s just jack hammering. hes at the point where there’s so much sexual build up inside him it’s the best way to relieve himself. plus it feels good for you too. he likes fucking raw, rough, and regularly

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Q - quickie (their opinions on them)

1/4 of your sex with lamine is quickies. little pent up stress before he has to rush out the door, quickie. your mom is on her way home but he has a boner, quickie. his brother is focused on his toys for a bit and you look extra good, quickie. of course he prefers to take his time with you, but he enjoys quickies and is very efficient with them.

R - risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

he’s down for everything. it’s more a conversation of if you’re comfortable with whatever it is. he loves the idea of taking risks, but just wants to make sure you’re good with everything first

S - stamina (how many rounds? how long do they last)

he’s paid millions to run around a huge field for upwards of 1.5 hours. he could go all night if he wanted. he did on your birthday. generally though, you tap out after 3/4 rounds.

T - toys(do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

i feel like he doesn’t like them that much. his ego thrives on the fact that he alone can make you cum. why use a toy when you have a lamine.

U - unfair (how much they like to tease)

LOVESSSS to ready you. will edge til your on the verge of tears. your foreplay is a bunch of teasing until you’re practically begging for him. he loves the little touches that rile you up just enough. he hates being teased though. he starts whining you get him all excited then stop. “it’s fine when i do it, but it hurts when you do it” is his favorite line

V - volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

he quiet on the mf creek. doesn’t make that much noise other than grunts, heavy panting and occasionally moaning your name. he’s always on the quieter side sounds wise, however he always has something to say in your ear. if the dick wasn’t doing it for you (impossible btw) the dirty spanish he whispers most definitely was.

W - wild card (random headcannon for lamine)

would, and probably has stolen your panties for trips when you can’t come. just a little reminder of home.

X - x-ray (what’s underneath)

large and in charge! i’d say 7.5 inches, a bit wide, and curved slightly to the left. no one with an ego like his is fetching shrimp.

Y - yearning (how high is their sex drive)

he needs you all the time. in him, on top of him, something. anything. literally the thought of you makes him horny. just wants you 24/7.

Z - zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

you had been dating lamine yamal for a few months now.

he was always so sweet with you, stealing moments after training to pull you into quiet corners for soft kisses, sending you silly voice notes when he was away with the national team and showing up at your door with your favorite snacks after long days.

everyone around him assumed he was this experienced guy.

the way girls used to throw themselves at him and how the media painted him as a young heartthrob with a list of exes.

you never pushed. you loved the way he blushed when things got a little heated.

one quiet evening after a big win, you were both in his apartment, curled up on the huge couch watching a movie.

lamine kept glancing at you instead of the screen, his fingers tracing lazy circles on your thigh under the blanket.

you turned to him smiling and kissed him softly.

the kiss deepened quickly, his breath hitching as you climbed into his lap, straddling him. his hands settled on your waist, gripping a little tighter as your tongues met.

“i want you,” you whispered against his lips, feeling the heat building between you.

lamine nodded and carried you to his bedroom like you weighed nothing.

clothes came off slowly. he was so gentle, worshipping every inch of your skin with his mouth.

you could feel how hard he was against your thigh, his body trembling slightly with anticipation.

when you finally guided him between your legs and he pushed inside you for the first time, you both moaned at the feeling.

he was thick and warm, stretching you perfectly, but something felt off.

his movements were hesitant, a little clumsy, like he was concentrating too hard not to hurt you.

you wrapped your legs around him, pulling him deeper, and noticed the way his hips stuttered, the slight wince on his face mixed with pure bliss.

that was when you tilted.

you cupped his cheeks, slowing him down gently as you looked into his eyes.

“lamine… baby, have you done this before?” you asked softly.

he froze for a second, burying his face in your neck, embarrassed.

“no...” his voice came out quiet and shy.

your heart melted at his confession. you kissed him deeply, running your fingers through his hair.

“it’s okay, we’ll go slow,” you smiled.

lamine relaxed against you, nodding as he started moving again, this time with more confidence guided by your praises.

you showed him how to roll his hips, how to find the rhythm that made you gasp his name.

it turned into something hotter, sweat-slicked skin sliding together, his moans growing louder and more desperate every time you clenched around him.

he was a quick learner, soon thrusting deeper, hitting that perfect spot inside you while his thumb found your clit, circling it shyly at first then firmer when he heard how much you loved it.

you smiled through your moans, pulling him closer so your bodies were completely flush.

the room filled with the sounds of skin meeting skin, his name falling from your lips like a prayer.

lamine lasted longer than you expected for his first time, focused entirely on making you cum first.

when you finally tightened around him, shaking with pleasure, he followed right after, burying himself deep and spilling inside you with a broken groan of your name.

afterwards, he didn’t pull out right away.

he stayed on top of you, catching his breath, pressing soft kisses all over your face and neck.

“thank you for being patient with me. next time i’ll be even better, i promise.”

you laughed softly and held him tight, running your fingers down his back.

“you were perfect, lamine.”

the two of you stayed tangled together under the sheets for hours, talking quietly, laughing about the rumors and how wrong everyone had been, sharing gentle touches and more kisses until sleep took you both.

he was inexperienced but so full of love and eagerness to learn everything with you.

it was your boyfriend's birthday today, and you were going out with him to celebrate the occasion.

"happy 19th, lamine!" you said, hugging him once you saw him.

"gracias, mi amor." he said, kissing you on the forehead lightly before escorting you inside of the restaurant. inside, the lights were dimmed down low and a waiter brought you two to your table, one next to the window.

it was a nice, candle-lit restaurant nestled in one of the city's quieter roads. the table was adorned with a lace tablecloth and a bread basket in the middle, accompanied by a tiny table light next to it. lamine, being the gentleman that he was, pulled out your chair for you. you sat across from him, opening the menu.

you'd picked this place after seeing it on the internet, deciding it would be the perfect place to celebrate lamine's birthday at.

you and lamine both read over the menu before deciding on a bottle of wine to start the evening off.

you clinked your glass with his, raising it in a simple toast.

“happy birthday, future husband.” you joked, taking a sip from your glass. lamine smiled, a huge grin you almost never got to see in public.

your fingers were laced with his on the table, talking softly as you waited for the food. the night went on, a comfortable and calm feeling settling over your table. your soft laughter overlapped with the sound of a piano playing in the background. lamine admired you while you kept on talking about something you found funny the other day, not noticing that he was only half listening to you.

when the food did arrive, it was nothing short of your expectations. you had ordered a creamy pasta dish along with a medium rare steak, knowing the restaurant’s amazing reputation for it.

it was delicious, to say the least. the pasta was perfectly cooked and well seasoned, while the steak was the perfect blend of flavors. you were definitely going to leave a great review at the end of the day.

you held onto lamine’s arm as you two exited the restaurant, heading back to his place to end the night. the suggestive smirk he gave you as he opened the door made it clear that you weren’t going to bed anytime soon.

the second the door closed behind you, lamine pushed you against it, pulling you into a rough kiss. his lips were soft, and he tasted like the wine you'd consumed earlier. when his tongue made its way into your mouth, you gasped, hands flying to his messy curls.

he tapped your thigh gently, signaling you to jump. you did so, and his steady arms wrapped around your legs, already moving towards the bedroom. he let you down gently, his body covering yours as he laid you down on the bed.

his hand slipped under your shirt, cupping your breast through your bra. your back arched involuntarily, and he smiled as his lips attached at your neck, kissing your jawline. his hands were wandering along your body, making you shiver as his fingertips grazed the place where you needed him most.

your hands went to his shirt, taking a fistful of it and tugging up gently, a telltale sign you wanted it off. lamine pulled away for a moment to take it off before his lips were at your neck again. your mouth opened, forming an "o" shape as he nipped lightly at your pulse point.

his hands were gentle as he pulled lightly at the top of your shirt. he looked at you, waiting for your nod before he took it off. he took off his own pants, and then your bra joined the growing pile of clothes on the floor. his mouth attached onto your breast and you forgot how to think.

his tongue circled your nipple before sucking it into his mouth. one of his hands left your hip to massage the other breast, fingers working at it until you were left gasping for more.

he then moved to your pants, unbuttoning them. he pulled them down slowly, too slowly, and you huffed before pulling them off yourself, earning a chuckle from him. you slid off your underwear too, leaving yourself fully bare before him.

for a second, he just looked at you. you swallowed anxiously as his eyes raked over every part of you, eventually landing on your face. he held eye contact with you for a second before moving himself down on the bed. his hands gently pushed your thighs apart, placing light kisses on the inside of your thighs.

then, his tongue slid up your center and you arched off the bed, hips jerking up. his hands held your thighs open as he did it again. then, his tongue found your clit, and you moaned out in pleasure, hands flying out to tug at his hair.

he then added one finger inside of you, pushing inside your folds before curling it. you swear you saw stars for a moment. he added a second one, and his mouth continued the rhythm back from before. you were lost in ecstasy, eyes rolling back into your head, repeating "oh, shit" "oh my gosh, lamine" over and over again.

you were close. you knew it, and lamine knew it too. instead of slowing down though, he only sped up his movements. you were left panting on the sheets with lamine making no effort to stop.

your thighs shook as you finally came, waves of pleasure hitting you as you moaned loudly. still, he didn't let up, mouth still on you as he worked you through it.

when you looked back up at him, he smiled like he had just won the lottery. you pulled him up and kissed him, your mouths moving together as his tongue slid against yours. you knew what he wanted next, and so you rolled him under you as you straddled him, pulling his boxers down and freeing his painfully hard cock.

his hands held your hips as you lifted yourself over him, positioning yourself. you took a deep breath before sinking down on him, letting out a gasp as you do so.

you would never get used to his size. no matter how many times you and lamine had done this before, the slight burn that came with the stretch would always accompany it. you sucked a breath in through your teeth as you sank down on him further. he groaned, a low sound which reverberated through the bedroom.

"fuck.. too big, lamine." you moaned.

he smirked, watching you try and take all of him. he clearly found it amusing, how you were struggling because he was that big.

"you can take it, amor." he breathed out, his own voice turning shaky. with a newfound sense of confidence, you tried again, this time taking all of him. you took a moment to feel the slight burn before trying to move again.

you rose up before sinking back down on him again, the friction sending sparks through you. you were left breathless as you threw your head back to moan. you got ready to set the pace, rising up again.

you set a rapid pace, riding him with a higher intensity now that you had adjusted to his size. the lewd noises of your bodies meeting filled the room, and lamine's hips moved up slightly, reaching that angle which made your eyes roll back. his eyes went down to watch your breasts, watching them bounce as you rode him.

his hands began to guide you as you began to tire out. he helped you with the work, holding your hips as his hips thrusted forward. he kissed you then, his hands going to your hair and pulling on it.

"fuck, lamine, I'm coming." you said after breaking the kiss, head tilting back as you reached your climax.

lamine watched as you fell apart, chasing his own release. he thrusted into you again and again, until he stilled completely at the feeling of you clenching around him. he opened his mouth to release a loud moan as he reached his own peak.

neither of you moved after. you were breathing heavily, closing your eyes as the waves of pleasure disappeared, one by one. lamine was just as breathless as you were.

slowly, you pulled yourself off of him, collapsing against the sheets next to him. you turned yourself onto your side to face him, and he was already facing you. you both laid there for a while, until your breathing returned back to normal.

later that night, after lamine had taken proper care of you, the normal post sex routine, you were curled up against his chest in bed. you were cuddling with him, about to fall asleep. but before you did, you turned around to face him.

"happy birthday, lamine." you said again, and he pulled you into a soft kiss. no tongue this time, just a gentle one which left you with butterflies in your stomach.

"get some rest, amor." he said, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you closer. you fell asleep against him not that much later, and lamine whispered a soft "te amo" under his breath before doing so too.

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