a/n: first time writing a fluff, lmk what you think!! And please send me req!!
english is not my first language so excuse any spelling errors!
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Lamine and you have been together for 4years now, since you both left highschool.
he was like your best friend and you were like his. You often went to his house just to be bored together
"we wont need reasons to see each other"
He’d always tell you. and so you went to his house almost every week if not every day and today was one of them.
lamine❤️: hey baby, wanna come over? Kenye miss you.
you: mh? kenye miss me? youre sure..
lamine❤️: okay I probably miss you too.. come over quick, so we get bored together amor.
you: okay will be there in 30minutes.
lamine❤️: hurry!
you liked his message and giggled at his messages and went to get ready. You got ready, light makeup, low waisted grey joggers and a white basic tank top, your hair down.
You knocked on his door and he took a little while to open, he was holding his little brother and his gaze softened when he saw that it was you.
"hi baby."
he kissed you and you leaned in to kiss his brother s forehead that was asleep in lamine s arm. he moved to the side for you to enter, so you did
"your mom isnt here?"
you said, putting your bag at the entrance as he went to lay down on his couch, his brother s eyes opening slightly before closing again.
"no she went to see my aunt or something."
You approached him and he patted his torso with his free hand. you went on his body and cuddled with him, you kissed his neck softly before opening your phone and he watched tik toks with you. The dance on bruno mars’s song « Last dance » came on your fyp, your eyes lights up.
"oh my gosh lets learn that dance baby!!"
you said looking up at him, his eyes softened and he nodded. You stood up immediately and so did he, he slowly put his brother on the couch, still asleep, you both did the dance and as you tried you stumbled on yamal’s joggers wich made you fall on him, he chuckled.
"falling for me again?"
you squinted your eyes at him.
"ah.. shut it yamal!"
he kissed you softly before looking at his brother trough the side of his eyes. You felt the kiss deepened as he made sure his brother was asleep, he gently pulled you against a wall.
"you look so pretty today amor.."
he said, his mouth trailing kisses that burnt your face until he was at your neck, he kissed and bit you there softly.
"lamine! your brother’s right here!"
you said chuckling, he kissed you one last time on the lips and grabbed your wrist softly.
"right sorry, but you look so pretty right now.."
he said walking you back to where you phone was.
"lets do that dance mh?"
he said as you fixed you hair, slightly disheleved from his sudden interest in your neck. You retried probably 5 times to get a perfect shot. you posted it on your private tik tok, your family and friends reacting to it. You went back to his couch and back to cuddles, even fell asleep on him, his arm over your back, tracing half moons on your backside. kenye fell alseep aswell and lamine too.
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inwhich! you help lamine feel better after his recent tie to cabo verde.
frannytalks! i felt so bad for lamine last match, i’m hoping we can see more of him next game. i hope you enjoy this! please like, reblog, & comment if you’d like to be added to my l. yamal taglist!
you hear the whistle blow from the WAG’s section and the whole section immediately gets quiet. you shake your left leg back and forth aggressively, nervous about how lamine would be feeling.
you finally stand up and grab your purse, softly saying your goodbyes and giving hugs to the other women there. you step off and make your way towards the tunnel where the players leave to after the match.
while waiting there you decided to go buy him something so he’d feel a bit better. you found his favorite, chocolate chip cookies and instantly bought two of them.
you finally saw the players coming out and reuniting with their families.
“hola.” (hi.) gavi said while passing by, looking at the ground, you gave him a soft smile and head nod.
behind nico williams was lamine. he looked exhausted, even though he had only played for a little bit of time. he had his jersey slung over his shoulder, which made his abs shine in the light.
“baby.” you smiled softly, going in for a hug.
“hola mi amor.” (hello my love.) he said, practically whispering.
you kissed his neck while hugging him tightly, “i bought you these.”
you handed him the two packs of cookies, “it was all they had.”
“gracias.” (thank you.) he said kissing you on the cheek.
it was already hard for you to keep up conversations because of how quiet and awkward you’d get, but it was especially hard when lamine would get like this after bad games.
he’d completely shut down and give you one worded answers for every question you’d ask or sentence you’d say. he was like that ever since you met him back in middle school.
the rest of the day went by, you tried getting him his favorite fast food, putting on his favorite movie, hugging him, joking with him, but nothing worked.
you got frustrated not knowing what else to do, and you hated seeing him so upset and not being able to do anything about it.
you were sitting on the ground, by his side, while he was sitting in his gaming chair playing with his friends.
“lamine.” you said, poking at his left thigh.
he slid the left side of his headset off with his shoulder and looked down at you for a split second, then right back up at the game, “dime, y/n.” (tell me, y/n.)
“remember back in april when you got injured and you were so scared you wouldn’t qualify for the world cup?” you hesitantly said, knowing it was a tough subject for him.
“yeah,” he furrowed his eyebrows at the game, and probably at you too, “i do, why?”
“look where you are now.” you smiled at him.
“miserable in my room playing video games?” he laughed.
you rolled your eyes, “no, well maybe a little miserable, but only after playing in the world cup!” you stretched out the world the.
“okay, y/n.” he responded in a monotone voice, but you could see his face soften up.
you push your phone to the side, making your way in front of him. you look up at him while sitting on your knees.
“don’t be mad at me please.” you pretend pout.
he smirks, “i’m not mad at you.”
“mm yeah you are, when you’re mad after a game you’re mad at everyone.” you say while placing your hands on his knees.
“y/n.” he said while shaking his knee a little bit to get you off. “estoy jugando.” (i’m playing.)
“well then stop.” you tug at his shorts once more.
he ignores you and unmutes his mic, talking with his friends again. you kiss softly over his clothed dick, feeling him tense up and stutter his words.
you continue kissing him, tugging at his shorts more aggressively, he gives in and lifts his hips, allowing you to take his shorts off.
you bite your lip, looking at his semi-hard cock. you palm it with your hand while looking up at him, he’s making faces, trying not to make a sound since he’s playing with his friends.
you pull his dick completely out his boxers as a fifa match loads, and you can hear his friends talking and laughing through the headset. your fingers trace skin lightly along his thigh, up toward his half-hard cock that twitches at the contact.
you lean in closer, breath hot against his exposed skin, you wrap your hand around the base of his dick with a gentle squeeze that makes him shift, his posture adjusting slightly to stay focused on the screen as he grips the controller tighter, his thighs spreading just enough to give you better access without a sound escaping his lips.
you bob your head down slowly and pick up the pace instantly, you look up at him to see him biting his lower lip. you pop his cock out your mouth and kiss it all around while stroking it with your two hands.
you feel his hips buckle, but he stops it, trying to play it off. you put him back in your mouth, this time taking him all in, you gag while saliva drips down your chin, your nose brushing against his pelvic.
“y/n.” lamine breathes out, it comes out shakier than intended and you hear his friends pick on him. he tries to shut them down as you go faster and deeper.
you keep working him with everything you have, you seal your lips tight around his cock while your tongue presses flat underneath, dragging along every inch as you bob faster.
then you cup his balls, rolling them gently at first before you start sucking one into your mouth, tongue swirling over the sensitive skin while your other hand strokes what your lips can’t reach. lamine’s thighs flex hard around you, controller buttons clicking faster as he tries to stay focused on the game, but his breathing is ragged.
he leans down just enough to whisper, voice low and strained, “keep doing that baby, it feels so good.”
one of his friends argue over the mic about a missed pass, giving him cover to let out a shaky groan that he quickly turns into a cough.
you switch to the other ball, sucking it slow and wet before letting it pop free so you can take both in your palm again, massaging them while your mouth sinks all the way down his cock until your nose presses into his skin again.
lamine’s hips jerk once, barely controlled, and he whispers again, “más despacio amor, me van a escuchar.” (go slower love, they’re going to hear me.) but still he doesn’t stop you. his free hand stays tangled in your hair, guiding you deeper. you hum around him in response and his cock throbs hard against your tongue.
you pull off just far enough to spit on the head before taking him back in, one hand still massaging his balls while the other strokes in time with your mouth.
lamine’s control cracks again when you suck harder, cheeks hollowing, and drool coming down from your chin to his skin in thick strands.
“shit, i’m close,” he whispers, voice cracking as a goal lights up the screen and his friends cheer loud enough to mask the broken sound he makes.
his balls tighten up in your hand and he pushes your head down one last time, hips stuttering as he starts to cum.
you feel the thick cum pulse straight down your throat, hot and heavy, while he bites his lip and closes his eyes shut trying to stay quiet. you swallow every drop, sucking his cock until he’s empty. then, you lick him clean, tongue dragging over every inch to catch what leaked out. lamine slumps back in the chair, controller forgotten for a second as he whispers, “fuck.”
you giggle, still on your knees and give his cock a couple more kisses. “feel better now?”
he nods, taking deep breaths while his slowing plays down, you can tell by his friends yelling at him through his headset. lamine motioned his hands towards his lap, telling you to sit on it.
“gracias amor.” (thank you, my love.) he said, face in your hair, as he kissed you on the lips passionately.
you wrap your arms around his neck, as he wraps his around your waist to still be able to play while you cuddle him. you end up drifting off to sleep, and wake up in the middle of the night by lamine taking you to bed. he tucks you in quietly and gentle, then spoons you back to sleep while holding you tightly.
mdynotes: i wrote this after brazil's defeat in the world cup, and initially I wasn't going to post it, but it ended up being quite nice to share! 🇧🇷
Lamine was training for a few extra hours today, but he promised to get there as soon as possible to watch the game with you.
And he managed to arrive 15 minutes before the game started.
This game was very important; if Brazil lost, they would have to go back home, and that made your heart tremble and ache inside.
Even though Spain was in the World Cup, he would still have cheered along with you. He's your boyfriend after all.
Time was passing very quickly, it was already the second half and your hopes were lost. It was 2-0 for Norway.
You with your obviously sad and disappointed expression, saw at the last minute the referee award a penalty to Brazil.
Your heart was practically leaping out of his chest, Neymar prepared for the goal and scored. But unfortunately, it was all for nothing; Brazil had been eliminated.
Your throat was ached from shouting so much; the game was over, and so was your joy.
Seeing your country eliminated in such a humiliating way was such a terrible feeling.
The atmosphere was tense, Lamine didn't know how to comfort you after all this, but he was already thinking of a thousand ways to cheer you up. He quickly turns off the TV, drawing your attention.
"mi amor" ("my love") He says, standing up quickly and going over to you to hold your hands. You remained silent the whole time, you didn't want to talk, you didn't feel like it.
"i can imagine how sad you must be right now, i'm so sorry." he says in his soft, comforting voice.
You swallow hard, feeling your throat burn.
"but let's do something to cheer you up, shall we?" he says, holding your hands firmly and forcefully lifting you up.
"i'm not really in the mood…" you say in a dejected tone, letting go of his hand.
"por favor, mi amor" ("please, my love.") He pleads softly while clasping his hands together and making a "please" gesture, which warms your heart.
You sigh "okay." trying to cheer yourself up.
"great!" he says with a broad smile.
The first thing he decided to do was order one of your favorite desserts.
While the order was being placed, he went to your room and chose two warm and comfortable pajamas (one of the tackiest ones you two had).
"are you really going to want to wear these pajamas?" you ask suspiciously, laughing at your boyfriend's face as he holds the hanger that holds the pajamas.
"¿no es obvio?" (isn't it obvious?) he says ironically, making you roll your eyes.
You both change clothes and you feel more cheerful while Lamine laughs in disbelief that he was actually wearing that.
"kenye would love these pajamas," you comment, chuckling softly.
"let's take a picture to show him later!" he says, grabbing his phone. He adjusts his phone to the best angle of the two of you (not that it was hard to find), and the photo turns out super cute with you both smiling in your matching pajamas.
"it turned out really good!" you say, looking at the photo.
"of course it did, with a girl as beautiful as you in it." he said, kissing your cheeks several times making you laugh softly.
"stop, it tickles, bebé!" You spoke while still laughing as he kissed your cheeks and stole a quick kiss.
"no pude contenerme" (i couldn't hold back). The doorbell rings, signifying that the desserts have arrived.
"i'll answer the door, can you choose a movie for us to watch?" he asks more as a suggestion than a request, quickly going to the door to receive the sweets.
You quickly sit down on the sofa and turn on the TV to choose a movie to watch. He quickly returns and sits down with the heavy bag.
"wow, that was quite a lot" you say.
"all to please you, babe" he says, giving you a quick peck. You laugh shyly and press play on the movie.
"people say this one is really good!" Lamine comments while tasting some of the cake.
"i hope so!" you say excitedly, choosing which dessert you're going to get.
However, you ended up falling asleep halfway through the end of the movie.
Lamine laughed, knowing this would happen sooner or later, and kissed your forehead and stroked your hair, making you hug him so both of you could cuddle.
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."
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