hii love yr writing smm n i was wonderibg if you could write something ab lamine from that ad where hes wearing a cowboy hat n hes girlfriend thinks its the hottest/cutest thing ever it could be smut or fluff! take care of yourself!😽
just hold on, we're going home
a/n: girl hii!!💘 thank you so much for the request i hope you like it :P
i had to look up this photo of lamine on pinterest because i literally couldn't remember having seen something similar but gosh you really are a genius for this prompt i'd never have thought it up (i love glazing everyone who sends me a request you all are heaven sent)
ps: did you guys know the sun sets so late in spain in summer??? where i live the sun sets by 7:20ish even in june; it sets around 9:30 in barcelona. aint that crazy
alsoalso this flowed out of, i wrote it in 1 sitting. this rarely happens by the way, i have no clue why i'm so apt at writing lamine. personally i like to this it's because have the same birthday lololol
genre: fluff, suggestive
warnings: NOT nsfw ‼️ but making out so still kinda nsfw, cussing as always
word count: 1k
synopsis: reader really liked lamine's cowboy hat
you twiddled your thumbs, biting your lower lip all the while. you stood with your back to a huge window, where the sun was setting behind you. the world had been painted an orange that made you feel things.
it was your favorite time of the day.
you were very anxious. anxious, because you were pretty fucking sure that seeing your boyfriend in a cowboy hat shouldn't really be making your body have such a severe reaction.
you were standing off set where the adidas ad was being shot, watching lamine spin on the bull with his hat on. you felt goosebumps and there wasn't one holy thought in your mind.
"right, one more take please" the director's voice echoed through the studio, shaking you out of your reverie.
the whole shooting process began again; the lights were readjusted, someone quickly touched up lamine's makeup and the crew scrambled to take their places.
in the commotion, you caught lamine's eye. you smiled reassuringly, giving him a thumbs up. he smirked back and winked, tipping his hat to you.
your legs turned to jelly and you could feel heat pooling between your legs. god, take me now.
lamine's montage ended and he slid off the carousel. the director told him to take five while he reviewed the footage, and would let lamine know if he and aitana were free to go home.
lamine walked towards you, leaning sideways against the window that you were now pressed up against.
"hello," lamine whispered to you before kissing your cheek, and then your neck.
a blush crept up your cheeks. "lamine, are you allowed to take the hat home?"
he looked at you, taken aback, and then he laughed. "direct, aren't you?churri, they'd let me take home the whole set if i asked."
you nodded, your fingers splayed over lamine's abs over his shirt. "good. yeah, okay, good. ask them for the hat." you couldn't even make eye contact with him.
lamine's smirk grew. he lifted your chin up to look at him. "you okay? you seem pretty... bothered."
you sighed, brows furrowed with desperation, and frustration over the fact that you weren't making out with lamine right now. "it's because i am bothered, genius."
lamine raised his eyebrows. "why? oh shit, it's because of the hat, isn't it?"
you stuttered. you attempted to save your image and failed.
lamine's eyes widened and he snorted. "oh my god, it is the hat. fucking hell, you're turned on because of a hat!"
"lamine, shut up."
his smile only grew bigger. "no, i will not shut up. this is the stupidest thing ever."
you shook your head, giving up.
lamine's hands, that had just been on your waist were now lifted up in exasperation. "nonono, i'm just letting you know how lame this is. you've seen me shirtless, you've seen me win matches, big matches by the way, you've seen me cook for you and do other husband-esque shit like that, but what really gets you going is a hat."
"do you ever stop talking?" you said, before grabbing lamine's face and kissing him.
his hands found their way to your body, holding you as you held his face. you kept kissing, oblivious to the rest of the people in the room.
his hands went up and down your back, his thumbs occasionally brushing against the area right under your breasts. his hands kept going further down your back.
your hands stayed on his neck and face, making sure the hat didn't fall off. it covered your faces.
your chest was rising and falling rapidly with need, and lamine's breathing was heavy as well. he groaned as you kissed him particularly roughly, not giving him a chance to pull away.
his lips left yours and you were about to whine in annoyance before they started sucking on the soft flesh of your neck. your eyes widened then and you made a quiet noise, one that made lamine pull you impossibly closer.
"lamine?" you whispered, voice hoarse.
"hmm?" his voice was rough around the edges, but as sweet at its core as it always was. he looked at you, eyes darting across your face. his eyes were dark with longing.
"please, never take that hat off."
he chuckled, a sound deep in his throat before kissing your lips again. his hand caressed your hair, the gentleness in sharp contrast to how urgently he was kissing you.
"oh my god, you're like dogs in heat!"
you and lamine jumped apart to the sound of aitana's voice as she laughed at you guys. "no guys, really, you'd be losing it too if you could see yourselves. it's like a porno film unfolding in front of the whole studio."
you scoffed. "what's porno about making out?"
aitana wagged her index finger between you and lamine. "one word: the cowboy hat."
you looked at lamine and burst out laughing. aitana shook her head and walked away, muttering "damn kids" as she went.
lamine grinned. "you weren't so giggly just a minute ago, were you now?"
you rolled your eyes. "lamine, shut up."
he leaned down, pressing his lips to your ear. "just wait till we get home. or even in the car; i might not be able to wait."
the director walked over rather suddenly and smiled. "we're done with your scenes, lamine, you're free to go home now. we'd just like a group photo with the cast and crew, is that okay? you're welcome to join too," he added while nodding at you.
"sure, let's do it." lamine said, wrapping an arm around you as you guys walked to the centre of the set. people scrambled to get into frame, someone yelling whether they should start the timer or not.
lamine took the hat off his head and put it on yours, winking at you as he did so.
you leaned in closer to him and whispered, "you know, i'm really surprised you haven't made a joke about us doing it in cowgirl tonight."
lamine groaned. "dammit, i was just about to!"
