#germany nt

parents ;;

fem!reader x jamal musiala (germany)

where jamal wants to stuff you full & ensure you get pregnant.

a/n: I LOVEEE this request thank yewww so much… also he has a crazy stamina lets just accredit that to the fact hes a footballer

cw smut (breeding, slight overstimulation) mdni

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he was between your legs, hands planted firmly onto your hips while leaning towards your face-up body.

“if you keep staring at me like that, i’m gonna make you a mommy,” he murmurs, leaving a gentle kiss on the back of your ear.

you gripped onto his shoulders a little tighter. “maybe i want that.”

he lets out a loud groan before going faster, deeper, and harder.

you laid on the bed and just took it, uttering soft whines every time his tip fucked into your cervix.

and then, without warning, he came. you felt the warmth of his cum come out in spurts into your womb. he thrusted a couple more times more to make sure his seed was deep inside you. “you feel that? shit, take all of it,” he panted, his hands pressing himself firmly against you, using his cock as a plug of sorts.

you came soon after, pulsating around him and sucking him in even more.

“you’re so tight,” jamal whispers, before starting up again. you’d barely even recovered from your orgasm and now he was continuing.

barely any of his cum was dripping out of you because he’d put a pillow under your hips.

“you can take more, right?” he asked, knowing you were barely able to reply. he saw you nod frantically which was his sign to keep going.

a few minutes of “you’re doing so well”s, “you’re so hot”s, and “you’re so good for me baby”s later, you both came at the same time. how romantic.

he spilled into you yet again, his hips doing a little humping motion to make sure he was really in there. “you’re gonna be dripping with me for days…”

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it was your 4th or 5th round already; at some point you’d come so much, your thoughts were blurry and you couldn’t properly register much. you were spent. jamal was the opposite.

you were already dripping with him when he came the 6th time. if he wasn’t sure about whether the first 5 times was enough, the 6th should be enough to reassure him.

he looked down at you and saw how exhausted you looked. he wanted to keep going but since you were tired he decided to stop.

“you’d look so hot with a baby in you,” hums jamal as he pulls out and flops down beside you. his hands caressed your belly while he imagined exactly what it would look like.

you turn your head towards him and smile. “you’d be a great daddy.”

“and you’d be a great mommy.”

“we’d be the best parents, actually.”