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masonmyluv · 19 days

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CARNIVAL (smut)

go, go, go, go

head so good, she a honour roll...

she'll ride that dick like a carnival, I done did the impossible...

"Give us a show baby, we know it's nothing you've never done before," said Pedri, his head gesturing towards the pillow propped up on your bed, your cheeks burning from the humiliation. And desire.

You recounted how you got here in the first place; hungry eyes following you around the room until a tap on the shoulder and a whisper in your ear told you what to do and where to go. Not in a million years did you think you'd end up in this position as you straddled the pillow, your core touching against the cold material, making you whimper needily. You raised your hips, moving up and down over the pillow, your juices now coating the material, struggling to keep quiet as the pleasure built in your body.

"Come on y/n, you can do better than that," said Fermin, coming closer to you, his hands placed on your hips.

"Just like that," he guided your hips over the pillow, his movements harsher than your own, your clit begging for more. Getting impatient, he let himself do all the work; he raised your hips, pulling them back down in continuous movement over the material, your lips bitten as you tried to keep in your moans but failing miserably. You whimpered as he moved you across the pillow, feeling yourself get closer to the edge as he sped up his movements.

You heard a light groan behind you, Fermin biting into the side of your neck, seeing your juices spread around the soft material, his hands firm on your hips, desperate to bring you over the edge. Vision blurring and your breaths more erratic than before, you pleaded for him to hurry, your wanting moans heard across the room.

"Doing so well for us preciosa, look at you go" teased Pedri, coming up from behind Fermin, stroking himself at the sight in front of him. Your eyes rolled back as you felt your orgasm wash over you, a scream erupting from your mouth as you soaked the pillow, Fermin slowing down, his hands now rubbing down your sides as you were coming down from your high, his hot breath in your ear whispering "good girl" before turning your body so you could lie down on the bed.

"So wet," Fermin murmured to himself letting his tongue lick a stripe across your soaked folds, your body arching off the mattress, feeling the sensitivity set in your body. He smirked to himself at your reaction, his hands still rubbing circles over your sore thighs as he whispered something to Pedri, his cock begging for attention.

Your body was flush against the mattress, your back arching already as you silently begged Fermin to stop teasing you. His tongue kept teasing your swollen clit, feeling your pussy get wetter each second. Pedri had his hungry eyes set on you from a distance, watching the arousal gather on your core, your legs spread for the two of them. Fermin finally took the hint, pulling away from you pussy, your juices gathered around his lips as he took your legs and wrapped them around his waist.

Grabbing his cock, he teased you with the tip as he gently slapped it against your clit, the touch sending shock waves through your body. You brought up your hand to your mouth, wrapping your lips against your fingers to stop yourself from making too much noise. Fermin pushed inside of you in one swift move, your body arching as his cock stretched your walls.

Fermin's cock was thrusting deep inside of you, his hands gripping at your waist, pulling your body back to meet his thrusts. Moans spilled out of your parted lips as saliva dripped onto your chin, your eyes meeting Pedri's gaze, his own cock in his hand, precum oozing over his palm.

Your mouth widened at the sight, your tongue inviting him. He got the message; he pulled himself closer, his cock now resting over your tongue, tapping it across your bottom lip, the droplets of his precum now decorating it.

You took his tip into your mouth, moaning around him as Fermin continued to thrust into you, his cock stretching your walls, the familiar burn of pleasure building in your core. Pedri's hands were tangled in your hair, his cock slipping further in your mouth, covered in your saliva.

"Oh baby, you're drooling everywhere," he teased, his thumb swiping across your lip, smearing your saliva over to your cheek before tugging at your head again, forcing you to look up at him. Your eyes were filled with tears as you tried to keep his cock in your mouth, pleasure running through your body as you drew closer to your orgasm, your whimpers muffled against Pedri's cock.

"Just a little more preciosa, you can do it," Fermin gasped behind you, his cock still mercilessly pounding into you, a sob escaping your lips as his hands reached to soothe your swollen clit, begging for attention. Your mascara was running down your face, your cheeks and lips red. Your juices squelched, Fermin's cock decorated in the ring of white, his hand teasing your clit, feeling you tighten against him, knowing you were close.

"That's it baby, keep going," Pedri groaned as sucked on his tip, letting your hand go over his entire length to make up for what you couldn't fit in your mouth, his cock twitching in your mouth, his release coming closer.

You felt Fermin' cock twitch inside you, his cock spurting out ropes of cum, seeing him bite his lip as he groaned, the feeling of being filled up also bringing you over the edge, your pussy squirting over his cock and his lower body, your screams of pleasure muffled by Pedri's cock, his hot cum shooting down your tongue as you brought him to his orgasm.

Your legs shook as you felt Fermin take out his cock, his hand yet again smoothing over your legs, whispering sweet nothings as Pedri left momentarily to get something to clean you up with.

"We should do this again, no?" he asked, his Andalucian accent clear in his question, a light smirk decorating his face as you cheekily nodded at the suggestion.

A/N: guys I can't lie this is pure filth and a fucking mess to say the least but its long awaited so I hope you enjoy.

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😭😭😭😭

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In The Name of Love | Chapter 31

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"Keys, wallet, water bottle, notebook, pens, tissues… I think I have it all."

"Are you sure?" Silvia says.

"I… Shit" I say when I see her holding my phone.

"I've never seen you this nervous on a first day before. Not even on your very first day."

"Yeah, well… Back then I wasn't dating someone famous and the whole world knew about it" I sigh. Because now everyone knows.

A few days after the photos in Tenerife were published, someone started to share details about me, sending them to magazines and fan accounts. People now knew my full name, what I had studied and where, what I did for a living, some of my hobbies… And, of course, my age. That had made things escalate quickly, the word cougar being thrown right and left. Though the comments that were hurting me the most, were the ones saying that I should not be teaching kids when I am dating someone so young.

"You aren't doing anything wrong, Val" Silvia says, taking my hand on hers.

"I know, but… I already got some weird looks from other teachers the other day. And I know that the moment the parents see me, they'll start gossiping."

"Then let them. You've been dating Pedri for three years already while teaching their kids, and they all have loved you and said you are amazing. Now because they know who you sleep with you suddenly are a bad teacher? C'mon…"

"People are like that, Silvia…"

"Stupid, that's what they are."

"A bit, yeah" I chuckle. "Anyway, I better go."

"Good luck, Val" she smiles.

"Thank you" I reply, walking towards the door. "Holy mother of Jesus!" I yell when I open it.

"Morning, gorgeous" Pedri smiles.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm driving you to work."

"What?"

"I wanted to be there on your first day."

"Did you know about this?" I say, turning to look at Silvia.

"I… Maybe?" she replies. "It was supposed to be a surprise."

"Oh, you have definitely surprised me. And given me a heart attack too."

"You opened when I was about to ring. But will this make you feel better?" he says, showing me the bouquet of flowers he was hiding behind his back.

"It's a start…"

"I can do other things to make you feel better, but we don't want to be late" Pedri smirks.

"Idiot" I reply, rolling my eyes.

"Should we go, then?" he says.

"Yeah, let's go."

"And Val…" Silvia says. "Haters gonna hate."

"Did you just quote Taylor Swift?" I laugh.

"She's right, so" she shrugs.

"Maybe we should listen to that song in the car" Pedri offers.

"No."

"Ok, ok. You are kinda scary when you use that tone" he laughs. "Bye, Silvia."

"Bye, guys!"

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"It's time" I sigh, picking up my bag and the flowers.

"Everything will be ok, Val."

"It will, yes" I say, trying to convince myself.

"Have I ever told you how proud I am of you?" Pedri says, caressing my cheek.

"I'm not sure…"

"Well, I am doing it now. I am so proud of you, Val. What you teachers do is amazing and people should show you more respect."

"Aww, Pepi."

"It's the truth" he shrugs. "Now go there and show those kids how good you are."

"That sounds like what Xavi tells you before a game" I chuckle.

"It does, doesn't it?" he laughs. "But, again, it is the truth. You are amazing, Val."

"And you are gonna make me cry" I say, hitting his arm.

"Sorry" he smiles. "I love you."

"I love you too."

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"Val! Good morning!"

"Good morning, Beth" I smile.

"The flowers arrived earlier today, uh?" she says, nodding towards the bouquet in my hands.

"And that was him, wasn't it?" Luis says. "He has a really nice car."

"Did he drive you to work?"

"He did, yes. He wanted to be with me on my first day" I say with a shy smile.

"That is so cute."

"I always drive you to work" Luis says.

"Yeah, but because we live together" Beth replies, rolling her eyes. "Anyway, let's go. We can't be late on our first day, can we?"

"We cannot, no" Luis sighs.

As we walk towards the school, many parents turn to look at us. I can see them whispering, nodding, and even pointing towards me. The moment we walk past them they say good morning with their best smile, but then the whispers are back.

"He probably bought her those flowers."

"And she's brought them so we all can see them."

"Her bag looks new. And expensive. I'm sure he bought it for her."

"Watch her start dressing like the other wags. No more Zara for Miss Valeria."

"She should be ashamed of herself. Dating someone so young…"

"Val, hey. Valeria" Beth says, linking her arm with mine. "Ignore them. They are just bored and jealous."

"Exactly. We know you and support you" Luis says to my other side.

"Thank you" I reply, trying to smile and focus on them, on my friends. Though it won't be easy…

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How did it go?

Ok? What does it mean?

It means that it was ok

Val, what happened?

Nothing The kids are great One of them was wearing your shirt and came to show me with the biggest smile And then he asked me if I could get him your autograph

That I would depending on how well he behaved and his grades Same to everyone else

Cheeky 😂

What did you tell him?

I'm not off

Great motivation 😅

But if it was ok, why are you… off?

Nothing

Val, I can feel it and we are just texting while being kilometres away

What happened?

Ok, fine It was the parents They kept whispering and gossiping as I walked past them It was very uncomfortable, they were making me feel as if I had done something bad

Val… what did we promise each other?

No more secrets

But you haven't

I know, but… It doesn't matter

Val…

It doesn't It was just the first day, the novelty In a few days they will have moved on into something else Like a parent having a fling with another or whatever

I'm fine, Pedri I'm going to bed already, I'm shattered And so should you, you have a game tomorrow

Val, are you sure you are ok?

Do you want to facetime?

If I don't sleep well and play badly we'll probably lose.

Yes, but I don't want you to lose because you were shit I want you to lose because the others suck

Always so thoughtful 😂

😇😇

But Val…

What now 🙄

I love you 🤍

I love you too 🤍

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"I can't fucking believe it."

"What happened?" Silvia asks me.

"Isabel, I mean, “the mole”, just shared more photos" I sigh.

"What? How? I thought you had deactivated all your accounts."

"I did. But she must have download the photos or something."

"That is so fucked up, Val… Has the people Barça hired said something?"

"That whoever this person is, they are uploading and sending the photos using public WiFi signals and fake emails. That they know what they are doing."

"And do you really think Isabel is capable of doing all that?"

"She hates me, Silvia. She's capable of that and more."

"Yeah, but… The teenagers are nuts" she says. "They could have hacked someone's account or something and be the ones doing this."

"It has been Isabel since the beginning. What has been shared about me are things only someone who actually knows me and has done it for years can know, and she had access to all my photos through Marc's accounts. It is her."

"What are you going to do? Because this can't keep going on, and if they aren't able to catch her…"

"I don't know" I sigh. "And that must be my car" I say when my phone pings.

"Val, maybe you shouldn't go to today's game."

"I have to, Silvia. They are playing against Manchester United, Ferran is back, and he's gonna introduce us to his girlfriend. I can't miss it."

"But Val…"

"I have to go" I say, getting up from the sofa and leaving before she can keep talking, taking deep breaths on the lift to calm myself down. Which is what I've been doing the most these past couple of months. Take deep breaths, and cry.

At the school things have calmed down. After just a week, what I had told Pedri would happen became a reality and they moved on into a new piece of gossip, though I still get some disapproving looks. Online, it is a different story.

Most fans are ok with me dating Pedri or don't care. The only thing that matters to them is if he is happy or not, and they can see that he is. But there are others who don't share that sentiment and who are ruthless, constantly overanalyzing every photo of us or just me alone that they find, calling me the most awful and mean nicknames they can think of.

A couple of weeks ago, someone started to send them photos of Pedri and I together or from when I was at uni and in high school, private photos I had on Instagram and Facebook and that only my friends and family were supposed to see. And, of course, the mean comments didn't slow down. They only got more and more disgusting.

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"Val, hi!" Ter Stegen's wife, Dani, says while waving at me.

"Hi" I smile.

"How are you? Ready for tonight's game?"

"Ready" I say, sitting down.

Before the season started I promised Pedri that I would watch him play with the other girlfriends and wives, that there will be no more getting tickets all around the stadium. And so far, I had managed to do it, Dani helping me to not feel so out of place. Though with the comments she and the others would get every time they would post a photo where you could see me, the only thing that helped was ignoring or blocking.

"It feels a bit weird to see Ferran on the other team, doesn't it?" Dani says.

"It does… ouch" I complain when something hits my head.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah, yeah. I guess someone lost their bottle's lid" I say, looking up.

"At least it was just that and not water. Or worse, beer. I saw that happen in Germany to a friend of mine."

"Oh my God."

"Yep" she laughs.

"Cougar!" someone shouts behind us.

"What the fuck" Dani says, turning around.

"Ignore them."

"What? They are insulting you, Val."

"They just want attention. The best we can do is ignore them."

"But…"

"Please, Dani. Let's focus on the game."

"Ok, fine. We'll do as you say."

But the insults don't stop. The girls sitting a few rows behind us spend the first half of the game calling me names, making fun of me and throwing me popcorn.

"We should tell security, Val. This is not ok."

"And end up all over the internet like happened years ago? Hell no."

"But you would only be defending yourself from some bullies!"

"Dani, let it go."

"And if I go talk to them? Maybe they will listen to me."

"No, no, no. I don't want you getting involved."

"Val, you are my friend. I can't just sit and do nothing while two stupid teenagers keep insulting you."

"Dani, please" I beg her.

"Urgh, fine. You are looking at me the same way my kids do and I can't say no to that."

"Thank you" I say, trying to smile. And I say trying because a ball of paper just hit my head, the girls laughing like crazy.

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"Hello" Pedri smiles, walking towards me.

"Hi."

"Ready to meet Ferran and… Val, what happened?" he says, throwing his bag next to his car and cupping my face while giving me a concerned look.

"Nothing" I shrug.

"Val, you've been crying."

"No."

"Valeria…" he sighs.

"It's nothing."

"If it has made you cry, it definitely is something. Talk to me."

"But what about Ferran? He probably is waiting for us, the team must be leaving soon and…"

"Don't worry about him now. Tell me what happened."

"It's… it's nothing, really."

"Please, Val. I hate seeing you like this" Pedri says, the way he is looking at me breaking my heart.

"There were a couple of girls sitting behind us, and they…"

"They what?"

"They spent the whole game insulting me and throwing me popcorn."

"And didn't security do anything?"

"Dani wanted to call them, but I didn't let her."

"You didn't? Why?"

"Because I didn't want to make another scene, and those girls only wanted attention."

"They were bullying you, Val. And they made you cry. Because they are the reason why you were crying, weren't they?"

"Yes" I nod. "When the game ended we walked past them and they… they…"

"They what?"

"They were basically calling me a whore" I say, starting to cry again.

"See why you should have told security about them?" Pedri says, raising his voice.

"That would have only made things worse and you know it."

"What I know is that this can't keep happening, Val. It can't! I'm gonna speak with my team, the club and whoever is necessary and put an end to this."

"Pedri…"

"No! I'm not gonna allow my so called fans to keep bullying the woman I love. Enough is enough!" he says. I think I had never seen him this angry before.

"Please don't say anything. Please" I cry.

"What? Are you out of our mind, Val?"

"If you say something it will only get worse. And I… I won't be able to deal with that. Please let it go, Pedri. Please."

"Val…"

"Please" I beg him, hugging him as tightly as I can while crying on his shoulder. "Please."

"I… fine" he sighs. "But if it happens again, you will let me do something. We are done looking the other way, ok?"

"Ok" I say, still not letting go of him, feeling like he is the only thing keeping me from truly breaking apart.

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masonmyluv · 1 month

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His little waist, titties, chest, shoulders, hands, arms and that ass.. i would die to touch every part of his body. While we were afraid what is going on with him, he worked so hard in the gym and slowly turned into a Greek God. 🫠🥵

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masonmyluv · 2 months

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Anything To Help A Friend

Summary: Mason will do just about anything to help a friend.

Pairing: Mason Mount x Fem!Reader

Requested: Nope

Warnings: 18+, minors dni, nsfw, pre-established relationship, fwb!mason, roommates, dom!mason x sub!reader, writer!reader, pet names (baby, good girl...), praise kink, teasing, references to other sexual partners, dirty talk, oral (female receiving), fingering, sort of a fade to black orgasm if that's even a thing, not edited

Notes: mason practically had his cock out in training and it made me write this 🤭 anyway, feedback is always appreciated and requests are open again

The ghost of a smile etches across your roommate's lips, Mason listening for the quiet whimper you would let out any time he kissed both of your hips. He tucked your panties into his back pocket, the feel of the lace against his fingers sends his cock rigid. He ignored it, pushed away the thought of him bending you over the dining room table that had been taken over by various notebooks, filled with half-arsed notes and your laptop. You were his first priority.

You were stressed, working yourself to exhaustion to meet deadlines for your second book. The success of your first book, a dystopian piece, where the two lead characters hate each other until they can't take it no more, had put pressure of you to deliver a sequel just as good.

But last night, you couldn't keep your eyes open as the two of you ate dinner, your head slumped against your hand. And when Mason woke up, you were already at the table, earphones stuffed into your ears, a cup of coffee in your hand, barely acknowledging him as he left from this morning's training, and he had to guess you hadn't moved all day.

He had enough. He was going to de-stress you.

"Let me help you," he whispers, lifting your legs over his shoulders to slot himself perfectly between them.

"I gotta finish this chapter," you mumble, the draft open on your laptop, demanding you to finish it.

He pulls you towards him, resting your bum on the edge, and watches you as he blows hot air against your clit. He likes how you squirm, the little gasp you let out.

"It can wait," he insists, waiting for your final protest, but it doesn't come. "Good," he licks his lips watching you nod your head, giving him the confirmation to continue, "now put your hands on the chair,-" you lift your arms, the wooden frame of the chair smooth and cold underneath your hands, "-and take it for me."

He buries his face into you, sucking in a sharp breath and groaning loudly as you started to fill his senses. You were there on his tongue, dripping into his mouth as he lapped it messily through your folds. Your arousal crawled up his nose, leaving his cock to strain painfully against the zipper of his jeans. He was intoxicated and dizzy, and mad for you.

You tip your head back, tightly gripping the chair so you wouldn't break the unspoken rule, and moan as Mason flicks the tip of his tongue back and forth across your clit. "Just like that," you arched your back away from the chair. Mason's hold on your thighs was just enough to keep you seated. "Fuck, how are you so good at this?!"

He chuckles, one hand leaving your thigh to wipe his mouth. "Don't think you want me to answer that." He licks his hand, sighing satisfyingly as cleans the traces of you off his fingers.

"Go ahead, tell me their names," you reply, "I don't get jealous; that's not us."

"I know it isn't," he pops his finger into his mouth, sucking until its covered in spit, "that's why I like us so much."

He pushes the tip against you, just penetrating the edge, before withdrawing and tracing it around your hole. He does again and again, teasing you, watching closely as you clench around nothing, showing your desperation to have him inside. He keeps going until you've nearly squirmed off the chair.

"Mason-"

"Okay, okay," he chuckles, kissing your thigh, his grin pressed against your skin, "I'll give you what you want."

Slowly, he inserts one finger, watching it be swallowed up by your cunt. He adds a second, his cock twitching as he feels your walls stretching to accommodate their width. In and out. In and out. Mason fixated on them, loved how wet they looked every time he withdrew them. Your were magical to him.

"Shit, just like that!"

"Taking them so well f'me," he praises, wanting to push your body to your limits and adding a third, "fuck!" He lets out a guttural groan, finding it hard at first to get his words out. All three fingers slipped easily in and out of you. "You were made to take my fingers, baby, taking 'em as good you take my cock."

You tip your head back, squeezing your eyes shut, feeling your body flush with more arousal, the ache in your stomach growing, worsened by his lips latching around your clit. The tight suction jerked your hips forward and you both laugh lightheartedly as Mason stops you from falling.

"Oh, my-" His fingers curl inside you, stroking the right spot on your front wall that has you squeezing them. "Yes, please-yes, yes-"

"Gonna come for me?" He relaxes his lips, switching to flicking his tongue back and forth over the sensitive nub. "I know you want to," he grins, the smug expression tugging loosely on the corners of his mouth, "I can feel it, you're squeezing my fingers so tightly, baby. What are you waiting for?"

"For you," you choke out, "waiting for you."

He raises his brows. "Waiting for me to tell you to come?"

You nod your head.

He drops your legs from around his shoulders, his fingers still pressed deep inside, edging you to you orgasm, and rises to his feet. "Look at me," he places his hand on the back of your neck, forcing you to look up at him as he towered over you, "so pretty like this, eyes so dark and completely fucked out on my fingers."

You whimper at his words, the sound becoming strangled in the back of your throat as he presses his thumb down on your clit.

He drops his lips to your ear, whispering, "Come for me." He kisses the spot below it, remembering the first time he kissed it, how you arched into his body and shivered against him. "Let me help you, baby," he adds, rubbing your clit in slow circles to keep you on the edge, "don't hold anything back, I want it all - the stress, the anxiety, the tiredness - give it all to me."

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Mason at Together For Short Lives Charity Gala

Source: LizzieCundy Instagram Story

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In The Name of Love | Chapter 27

Author's note: I was going to skip this chapter because it totally is a filler one that just helps the time jumps to not feel so big, but after Pedri's injury yesterday and seeing his face on the bench, I think we could do with something a bit light-hearted where he is just horny and like Val says, thinking with his 🍆

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I hate Christmas

What happened now? 😂

The kids' performance I'm done with it

I thought your kids were great

And they are But since this year I'm also helping with other groups, I'm having to be present during all the rehearsals, and some have to repeat their performances over and over again and 😩😫

Poor Val 😔

Yes, poor me 😭 And today they told me I have to wear a Mrs. Santa costume!

Uuuh, sexy 😏

I work in a school, Pedro 🙄

And?

I'm not going to wear what you are thinking about

Which is? 😏

Something very short

Yeah, your legs are amazing and the parents would pay you more attention than to the kids

🙄🙄🙄

You can wear it for me, tho 😏

Maybe for bed when you stay over at my place for Christmas 😏

Yes, while your family are there 🙄

It's a big house, they won't see anything

Or hear 😏

Stop thinking with your 🍆, Pedro

Too late

Now I need to see you wearing a Mrs. Santa costume

Gonna see what they have on Amazon

Idiot 🙄

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"Merry Christmas, gorgeous."

"Hello, Pepi."

"Seriously? I welcome you with beautiful words and that's what you say in return?"

"Sorry" I shrug.

"Ok, come here" Pedri says, closing the door and pushing me against it before kissing me.

"What was all that about?" I ask when we finally manage to break apart, both of us panting.

"We have a couple of hours on our own before my brother and my parents are back, and since you won't want to do anything while they are here, I want to make the most of our time alone."

"Oh, so that's why you told me to come early…"

"Yes" he smirks. "So, without further ado…"

"Pedri!" I laugh when he throws me over his shoulder.

"We can't waste our time, my love" he says, slapping my butt.

"Just don't drop me down the stairs, ok?"

"Never. I've got you, Val. Now and always."

"Getting cheesy before you rail me?" I laugh again.

"You know me, I can do both" he says, slapping me again.

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"Don't fall asleep, Val."

"I'm not."

"I can hear you snoring already" Pedri says.

"I don't snore."

"Ouch!" he complains when I twist his nipple. "That hurt!"

"Good" I say. "But if I'm falling asleep, it's all your fault."

"Mine?" he chuckles.

"Yes, yours. You are running your fingers through my hair and you know how that makes me feel."

"Should I massage other parts of your bod… Ouch! That seriously hurts, Val!"

"Then stop being an idiot" I smile, moving to rest my chin on his chest and look at him.

"So mean."

"Don't you say that you like it?"

"Yeah, but when it is just words. I can't feel my nipple."

"Aww, poor Pepi. Are you going to tell your mummy?" I tease him.

"What I'm going to do is not give you an early Christmas present I got you."

"What?"

"I'm sorry, Valeria. You are grounded."

"I'm what?" I laugh.

"Grounded."

"Will you forgive me if I do this?" I say, kissing his chest.

"No."

"And this?" I say, moving to kiss his cheek.

"Nope."

"And what about this?" I say again, kissing his jaw while my hand moves down his stomach.

"Nothing."

"Then why can I feel your body tensing?"

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"Are you sure?" I whisper in his ear, biting his earlobe and touching him all at the same time.

"Bloody hell, Valeria."

"Am I still grounded?"

"Yes."

"Yes, I am grounded, or yes, you like what my hand is doing?"

"Both" he whispers.

"Ok, then I'll stop."

"Don't" he says, grabbing my hand and opening his eyes, the intensity with which he is looking at me making me gasp.

"Make up your mind, Pedro" I manage to say.

"You are gonna keep doing what you were doing, but with my present."

"What?" I say as he leaves the bed.

"Remember our conversation the other day?"

"We talk daily and about the most random things, Pedri. I need you to be more specific."

"When you complained about the Christmas performance."

"Oh, that one. What about it?"

"Remember what you said about a costume?"

"A cos… No. No, no, no, no."

"Yes" Pedri smirks, walking back to the bed with a Christmas bag.

"You didn't."

"I did."

"I don't want it."

"It's a present, Val. You can't say no to it."

"Yes, I can."

"You haven't even seen it."

"But I can imagine it."

"And can you also imagine everything I can do to you while you wear it?" he asks, arching an eyebrow and giving me that smile that he knows makes my knees feel like jelly.

"I…" I mumble.

"We still have like an hour left until my family arrives and we have to start getting ready for dinner. So put it on and let me give you the best orgasm of your life."

"What?" I laugh. Though it comes out as a nervous laugh.

"I mean, I've given you all the best orgasms of your life, but you know what I mean. C'mon, Val. You won't regret it."

"Ok, fine. But no photos" I say, finally giving up and taking the bag from his hands.

"Just one."

"No."

"Please, Val. Let me have something to look at during those lonely nights when I'm away."

"You already have things to look at" I say, walking towards the bathroom.

"But not like this. And it's Christmas! C'mon" he pouts.

"Doing that face is cheating, Pedri. You know I can't say no to it."

"Please…"

"Ok, fine. But just one photo, so you better think about what you want."

"Oh, I know what I want. I have it all planned" he smirks.

"You are so…"

"Handsome? Romantic?"

"Idiot."

"You call me that so often that it has lost its meaning, Val. Now it feels like a cute nickname."

"Urgh" I groan, rolling my eyes.

"Less complaining and more putting on that dress. We can't waste our time."

"But what if they come early and they catch us…"

"Having sex while you are wearing a Mrs. Santa costume?"

"Yes, exactly. Don't you hear how stupid it sounds?"

"What I want to hear is you moaning my name. So c'mon, Val."

"Wasn't what we did enough?"

"Val…"

"Why don't we save it for after Christmas? You'll be even hornier than you are right now, and it'll be more… interesting" I say, slowly walking towards him. "And we can do it all over the house, not just here in your room."

"Do you have anything in mind?" he asks, arching one of those perfect eyebrows of his.

"I have a few ideas, yes" I reply with a cheeky smile. "So let's go back to cuddling and leave this for when it is just you and I."

"That is so tempting…"

"A really good plan if you ask me" I say, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Ok, fine. We'll save the costume for after Christmas. But can I at least get a quickie before they arrive?" he smiles, trying to look innocent.

"One."

"Just one."

"Don't get carried away, Pedro."

"I won't, I promise. We'll even have time for some cuddles and even a shower."

"That's too quick, isn't it? What about… shower and then cuddles?"

"And the sex?"

"In the shower" I smirk, letting go of him and taking a step back.

"Oh… that sounds really good."

"I know. Shall we, then?" I say, throwing the bag with the stupid costume to the other side of the room and taking his hand.

"Let's go. But one last thing."

"Now what?" I say, rolling my eyes.

"Merry Christmas, Val" he smiles.

"Merry Christmas, Pedri" I reply before he once again throws me over his shoulder, making me giggle like an idiot.

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TRAINING SESSION February 29, 2024

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In The Name of Love | Chapter 26

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"Pedri?"

"Shh, go back to sleep."

"What time is it?" I yawn.

"Early."

"Then why are you up?"

"I'm just going to the bathroom, go back to sleep" he says, kissing my head.

"Ok" I murmur, already half asleep.

When I wake up again, he isn't next to me, but there is a bouquet of white roses laying where he should be.

"What the…" I say while stretching and taking the note he's left with the flowers.

Had to buy these in a new florist, and do you know what they told me? That white roses also mean eternal love and that that's why brides put them on their bouquets. But I'm not going to ask you to marry me, don't worry 😂 What I'm telling you with these flowers is that our love is gonna be like that. Eternal. I love you, Val. Happy anniversary 🤍 P.S. Yes, there are 14 roses 😉

"Aww, Pepi" I chuckle before grabbing my phone and texting him, though he had beaten me to it.

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Happy anniversary, Val. I love you 🤍

Happy anniversary, Pedri I love you too 🤍 And thank you for the flowers

Did you like them? White roses are our flower

I loved them. The note too 🤍

Wasn't it too cheesy?

It was perfect 🤍

Aww, Val 🥺🤍

Where are you btw?

Why?

Kitchen

But don't come downstairs just yet

Because I say so

🙄

It'll be worth it, you'll see 😊

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"Val, are you decent?" Pedri says from his room's door.

"As if you hadn't seen everything that is to see" I reply, rolling my eyes.

"Yeah, but you never know. Happy anniversary, by the way" he smiles.

"You already said that" I laugh.

"Yes, but by text, not in person" he says, letting himself fall on the bed next to me and hugging me. "I love you."

"And I love you too" I reply, kissing his nose. "Am I allowed to go to the kitchen now? I'm famished."

"You are, yes. But don't you want to stay here and cuddle for a bit?"

"I want to eat."

"You can eat me" he smirks, making me roll my eyes again. "Ok, ok. Shall we, then?" he says, quickly getting up and offering me his hand.

"Yes. Let's go see what you've cooked for today. No pun intended."

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"That was the best breakfast ever. Are you sure you made it all?"

"You can call my mum and ask her if you don't believe me" Pedri says. "We've been practicing together over facetime for the past two weeks."

"Just to make me breakfast on our anniversary?"

"Just to make you breakfast on our anniversary" he repeats with a big smile.

"Have I ever told you that you are the cutest human being ever?"

"A few times, yes" he chuckles. "But there is more."

"More?"

"Yep. We have a lunch date too. Though until we have to start getting ready for that, we have some time to kill."

"And have you thought about what we could do?" I ask, lifting an eyebrow.

"I thought about going out for a walk around the neighborhood."

"What?"

"Don't you want to do that?"

"I mean… I was expecting you to say something else."

"Something like what, Val?" he says, now being the one who lifts one of those perfect eyebrows of his.

"Well… you know… earlier you wanted to cuddle. So maybe we could do that… while naked" I shrug.

"If I had suggested that, you would have told me that I always think with my dick."

"But today it is our anniversary, you are allowed to."

"Oh, ok… Cuddling while naked, then?" Pedri smirks.

"Cuddling while naked" I giggle before he offers me his hand again and we go back to his room.

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"Why do I have to have this on in the car?" I complain while adjusting the eye mask he has made me wear.

"I already told you, Val. I don't want you to guess where we are going" Pedri sighs.

"But it is making me feel claustrophobic. And I'm sure it is leaving a mark on my face. What will people think when they see me?"

"We are going to be alone, don't worry about that."

"Did you close a restaurant just for the two of us?"

"Kind of."

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"I swear to God, Pedro. If you drop me…"

"I will if you keep fidgeting like that" he says.

"I'm blindfolded and you are carrying me up some stairs. What do you want me to do?"

"Stay still, Val. That's what I want you to do."

"Ok, fine. But where are we going? It feels like we are climbing a skyscraper or something."

"You are such a drama queen" he laughs. "And we only have four steps left. Four, three, two… and one" Pedri says, letting me finally touch the ground again.

"Now what?"

"Now wait a second" he says.

"What? Where are you going? I can hear your steps. Pedri, you are making me nervous. And I can hear the traffic. Pedri!"

"Take off the mask."

"Now?"

"Yes, now, Val. Isn't that what you wanted?"

"It was" I reply, my eyes taking a minute to adjust to the light. "What the…"

"Happy anniversary, Val" he smiles.

"Pedri, this… I… Is this… Is this the rooftop?"

"Yep, the very same one, my secret place. This club is where we met, the place where it all started. And I wanted to come back and make it special, something neither of us would forget."

"Well, you've succeeded" I chuckle, wiping away a tear. He has set some kind of tent and a table for us to have lunch with just some plates and cups, a small arrangement of white flowers in the middle, and the city in the background. It isn't anything fancy, but to me it is perfect.

"Do you like it?" he asks, walking to stand in front of me. "I've heard you made fun of all those proposals with hundreds of flowers and candles, so I wanted to make it as simple as possible but still nice."

"Wait, what?"

"I already told you on the note that I am not going to ask you to marry me, Val. Relax" he laughs. "Today we are only celebrating our anniversary."

"Nothing else."

"Nothing else" he repeats. "So, should we get started? I think you are gonna love what I chose to have for lunch today."

"Paella?"

"Paella."

"Oh, you know the way to my heart, Pedro" I laugh.

"Found my way there two years ago in this same place, and I haven't left. I actually don't plan to do it. Ever."

"You are so cheesy" I laugh again.

"And you love it" he smirks, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I do love it, yes. I love you, Pedri."

"I love you too, Val" he says before kissing me.

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"Pedri, your house isn't that way."

"I know."

"Where are we going?"

"Somewhere very special. Our anniversary celebrations aren't over yet."

"What?"

Once we were done having lunch he put aside the table and made us some kind of bed inside the tent with some cushions. We laid there together for hours while talking, laughing, kissing, and being overall very cheesy. We even had time to take a nap. After that, we took the car again and went to our favourite ice-cream shop, daring to go for a walk around the city while eating it. And now, we were supposedly going back home for dinner. Supposedly…

"There is one last place we need to visit before we go back to my place" he says.

"Do we?"

"Yes, Val. I can't believe you've forgotten."

"It's been a long day, ok? And a very cheesy one. My brain is full of that, I can't think properly."

"I think you mean your heart is full of love for me and you can't think about anything else" Pedri teases me.

"Whatever."

"What day is it today?" he asks me.

"Our anniversary."

"But the date."

"14th of August."

"And what do we do on the 14th of every month?"

"We… oh! The beach!"

"Ding, ding, ding!" he laughs.

"How could I forget that?"

"You are full of love for me, remember? It's normal to forget about everything else. Though you aren't completely full of me yet if you know what I mean" he winks.

"Dear Lord, Pedro" I reply, rolling my eyes.

"That'll come later when we are back home. Now we are going to our beach to watch the sunset, and maybe something else."

"Something else?"

"How does dinner at the beach sound like?"

"I… I…"

"I'll take all that mumbling as you liking it" he laughs.

"Have I ever told you that you are the cutest person in the whole wide world?" I finally manage to say.

"This morning you said something similar. After lunch too. So yes, you have. But I don't mind."

"Good. Because I'm gonna keep reminding you of it. You are the cutest, Pedri González."

"Using my last name too? That's serious."

"Very. You are the cutest and I love you. Very much" I say, moving on my seat to kiss his cheek.

"I love you too, Val. Very much."

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Stop calling me that —Pedri Gonzalez.

summary: After going out with your friends and having to take care of Pedri, things take an unexpected turn.

warnings: YES. +18. (smut, unprotected sex, cursing, etc)

words: +4.5k

#SEXYNOTE: There may be errors since i use the translator. English is not my first language.

Hands grab your forearm as you try to escape from the crowd of people. The music was at its peak and everyone around you was still dancing like there was no tomorrow. You weren't going to lie, a few moments ago you were one of them but after seeing one of your friends in bad shape, you decided it was the best thing to do to take him home.

Surrounded by sweaty and high strangers, you and Pedro make your way through the bodies, trying to make it to the end. You try to look for your other friends with your eyes but it's hard because of the darkness and the neon lights bursting in your eyes. Your friends were probably out picking up girls or lying around somewhere, they might have even gone home by now.

When they finally emerge from the chaos, you push Pedro until he's sitting on the edge of the street. He sighs tiredly and lies down on the sidewalk.

"No, no. You'll get dirty" you tell him, helping him to pull himself together but he groans. You take your phone from your wallet and call your friends, first Gavi and no answer, then Fermin and no answer either, you try your friends and no sign of life either.

Damn it. Of all of them, it had to be Pedro?

If you had known he would get that drunk and the boys would disappear sooner than you wanted, you wouldn't have agreed to come tonight.

Being voted in and on top of that having to take care of an alcoholic kid was not what you had in mind when they said 'let's go out'.

You hated drunks! You didn't understand why they drank if they weren't going to put up with it. You weren't a babysitter.

"Come on, Pedro, the last few steps" you sighed from exhaustion, dragging him along when they turned the corner of your block.

You didn't want to bring him home but none of the boys were paying attention and you didn't know if it was the right thing to do to take him home in this state. His brother, Fer, was probably sleeping and you didn't want to disturb him. It was late and I lived far from you, if you took a taxi it would be very expensive and you didn't have a car. You had a couch and because of his condition, he wouldn't feel a thing.

He didn't even know it was you bringing him home, the boy was just babbling nonsense. At least he was still awake, because dragging a dead body was not what you would have preferred.

Finally a few minutes later you arrived at your apartment, opened the door and with the last effort you threw him on the couch.

Pedro whimpered kicking and screaming when you let him go. Maybe because he thrashed a bit, which was funny but you were quick to worry about helping him.

"I'll never go out with you again, I promise" you said loudly, whining as you reached out to grab his shoes.

"What are you doing?" you heard him ask and you lifted your head.

The position you were in was not at all favorable. Pedro looked at you in confusion and from how nervous you became, you stumbled falling over his legs.

"Y/n?" he said again and you got up from his body quickly.

"Sleep, Pedro" you said quickly as you removed them.

"Stop calling me that!" he grumbled snorting.

He was fucking drunk! Why wouldn't he fall asleep? You were hating that he saw you like that. He should be sleeping right now so everything would be easier.

"It's your name, I don't understand why it bothers you" you told him seriously.

"It's Pedri to my friends, you could try it" he insisted and you nodded.

You knew. You knew his friends, who were your friends too but you were not so close. Not because of anything special, simply because you didn't have much contact. You were Fermín's college classmate and with that, you got to know Pablo, Pedro and Ferran but you wouldn't say you were close to them either. You could count on one hand the number of times you saw each other. You had seen them at Fermín's birthday, at the end of the year dinner and now. You couldn't exactly say they were friends. You weren't even close.

"I want to take a shower, I stink" he pouted complainingly.

"Well you should have thought about that before you got drunk like that" you muttered heading towards the kitchen.

The truth was that you both stank. It was hot this time of year and in club there were a lot of people, you had traces of drinks, cigarettes and dirt on you.

"It'll just be a quick shower" he asked again and you bleached your eyes.

"No" you denied seriously. "Go to sleep" you asked pouring him a glass of water.

You sighed before taking a drink of water, you never thought taking care of someone drunk would be so exhausting. Bringing him home had been almost a triumph for you but him being here, invading your space was too much. A noise made you alert and you turned quickly. Pedro's body was heading for the center of your home and on his way he had crashed into your tapestry.

"Where are you going?" you shouted as he headed for the doors. You walked quickly following him. "Pedro!" you shouted again when he ignored you.

You saw his bare back as you followed him towards your bathroom. He had taken off his shirt! Damn it. This wasn't going to end well. Why didn't his friends take care of him? Surely they would know how to handle him better than you.

"I'll call Fermin, he'll come get you and you can bathe at his house" you yelled as you saw him disappear into the bathroom.

You stood at the bathroom door and fumbled in your pockets for your cell phone but cursed when you noticed you had forgotten it in the living room. The sound of the shower hitting the floor made you scream. You were going in, you couldn't leave it alone in that state.

"I'm going in" you warned covering your eyes with your hand. You bit your lip nervously and walked into your bathroom, seeing Pedro's clothes on the floor.

Was this how drunks behaved? You were going to need a break after this. And enlightenment from the universe not to kill Pedro. You were hating your friends so hard right now that you probably wouldn't hang out with them ever again. Ever.

"Turn it off!" you shrieked from the other side of the shower. You tried to reach in to turn off the water but Pedro ran it.

"It's just a bath" he said stammering.

"But you don't have any clothes, Pedro" you grumbled but he ignored you.

"What is body gel soap?" you heard him ask and you wanted to hit him.

"Don't even think about using it" you said through your teeth, bending down to grab his clothes off the floor. You hated that everything was lying around.

"Smells good" he said and you went back to throwing everything in your hands to get it off him.

"Drop it, Pedro" you remarked his name like a mother scolding her child.

You weren't going to let him use your stuff just like that. He was invading your privacy, you wouldn't stand for it. And he was acting like a five year old.

You reached in your hands grabbing the gel, trying not to look at him so much but half your body was inside the shower and your hands were starting to get wet.

"Use the normal soap!" you squealed taking it out of his hands but Pedro was quicker and pulled you out.

"Pedro!" you called angrily.

His hands were fighting against yours, he couldn't be more childish. But he wasn't going to use it, it was your favorite gel, you smelled like vanilla and cinnamon, you weren't going to let Pedro smell like you.

You took the product in your hands but when Pedro's hands let go of the bottle, he grabbed your forearms and pulled you into the shower. Your hair started to get wet as you screamed from the shock of the water on your body. You didn't have time to react when you were already completely wet and your eyes searched the mocking eyes of Pedro, who hid a laugh on his lips as he saw you squealing.

"What the fuck?" you shouted in confusion.

"You are very intense and you kept saying Pedro, Pedro, Pedro" he replied mocking you.

You want to keep yelling at him and hit him but your eyes move to his abdomen, leaving you breathless. You look at his well toned chest, he has a bit of hair on top, well marked. A shiver runs down your back and makes you swallow saliva as you continue down his body but you cover yourself before you can see him.

He is naked in front of you and feels no shame at all. He looks at you with that complicit look and you want to run but your legs don't work. Instead, you feel a heat rising from the tip of your toes to your crotch, damn it. Your body tricks you and reacts to the situation as instinct, your cheeks heat up and your heart beats fast.

You are both under the cold shower, which now feels warm on your skin, standing facing each other but one of you is only dressed. You die of embarrassment but you can't do anything, you're in shock.

You feel drunk and you didn't even take a drop of alcohol, your eyes are still closed but you can see his body in your imagination, his perfect abs, his hard chest and his...

Shit, what the fuck is wrong with you? You blink trying to understand but every second that passes you want to keep seeing it.

A laugh bursts in your ears and makes you shiver.

"Why do you look like you've never seen a naked man?" he sneers at your reaction.

Your skin bristles with anger.

"Yes I have!" you squeal in offense and drop your hands.

"Are you sure?" he says still smiling.

You look at him again after a few seconds and now you're sure he can see your red cheeks because when you remember that he's naked, you feel your cheeks burning again. This is so embarrassing.

"Fuck you!" you shout angrily again and rush to get out of the shower.

But his hand stops you and his touch burns into your skin. You swallow saliva as your thoughts scatter, his hand wraps around your forearm and pushes you until you fall straight into his chest. Your hands are pressed into his hard chest and your body almost brushes his.

You gazes are connected and you doubt if usually the dark in their eyes shines like this or just shines for this moment. Water falls on your skins wetting you, his arms wrap around your waist and just when you think you will faint, his lips impact yours.

The kiss is fiery, hard, needy. Your lips devour, feel and enjoy, you feel how the kiss kills you and brings you to life again and again, how your tongues caress and greet. You lose your mind and forget everything else, as if it all vanishes, as if it never existed. You are lost in his taste, in his charm. You don't want to let go, you don't want him to let go, you don't want it to end. And it doesn't because after taking one last breath, you desperately join again.

Now your hands run up his skin and you hang on his shoulders, feeling his burning skin beneath them, while his fingers squeeze your waist pulling you closer to him. You want to pull away, you want to get out of here, you remember he's drunk but you can't stop.

His lips are contagious, unhealthy, dangerous. Yet you are willing to keep kissing him. And you do it when you are desperate to feel him, to kiss him, to touch him. Who took control of your body? How is it possible? Pedro and you... here... right now...

After your trip to limbo, after tasting the temptation, you are forced to push his chest, pushing us away. You need air, you need to think. Pedro looks confused and stunned, he pulls on your hip but you stop him again.

"You're drunk, we can't go on" you warn him at his confusion. He denies but you affirm.

"I'm not" he mutters. "Not anymore, maybe before at the club but I'm fine now" he insists and pulls you close again.

You bite your lip at the temptation. You want to go on and you know he does too. His eyes watch you delicately, his touch permeates your skin.

"I was acting a little, okay?" he admits and you open your mouth. Pedro laughs a little. "No one has ever cared about me like you did at the club, I couldn't pass up the opportunity" he continued.

Your heart widens and you want to punch him.

"Opportunity of what?" you ask angrily. "Of hitting you?" you spit squeezing his chest.

"Of getting close to you" he says and your system stops.

You open your eyes in surprise. He has a smile on his face and you don't know if he's playing with you or if he really means it. Pretending to be drunk to be with you? No way.

"Ha ha ha" you laugh falsely at his confession. You can't believe him. "We better end this" you mutter somewhat angrily, you should never have continued this in the first place.

"You don't believe me?" he says when you want to let go but he grabs your elbow again. "Don't say you don't want to, I saw you tonight seeing me with your friends, they were talking about something and when I looked at you, you blushed. Even they noticed it too" he said and you bite your tongue embarrassed.

It was true, tonight Pedro looked fucking hot and handsome. If he wasn't who he is, you would have definitely approached him but he was a casanova, a famous footballer who could have any girl at his feet and you weren't just anyone. Your friends knew your tastes and always teased you about him when you all went out together, even Fermin knew that.

"We were talking about something else" you try to defend yourself.

"Yeah, right" he lets out a sarcastic laugh. You raise an eyebrow.

"And you were looking at me too" you spit remembering when you arrived. "You were watching my ass with your friends!" you squeal reproachfully.

"Yes, I did" you admit and open your mouth. "I'm not lying, you have a nice ass and everyone noticed."

Something inside you jumps. Was he watching you as you arrived? Maybe he was waiting for you? Your legs shook at the thought. You didn't want to get stupid ideas about Pedro but you knew he was right.

"What were you saying about me?" he asked after your silence.

You denied playing dumb. The grip on your elbow slipped and he grabbed your arm to pull you back to him. With a gasp from the sudden movement you fall back into his chest and his lips brush your face. You are motionless, under his control and you do nothing to change it.

"Nothing" you provoke him by playing innocent.

You're not going to stop him, you want to see how far he's capable of going and you're ready for anything. His other hand wraps around your waist and pulls you closer against his body. You can feel the heat coming off your bodies, electric currents shoot to your thighs as you remember he's naked.

The atmosphere is different from before, now you are needy, desperate, burning. The fire in his eyes infect yours and you want this as much as he does.

"What were you saying about me?" he repeated and you licked your dry lips without speaking.

The pressure in your crotch was starting to hurt, your wet clothes were starting to bother you and even though you were still dressed you felt volnerable under his gaze. You remained speechless, you couldn't, you were lost in his pink lips, in his pitch black eyes, in his slightly overgrown beard around his chin.

"We don't talk about you, Pedro" you lie again.

Pedro grimaces, narrowing his eyes. The hand on your waist presses down and lifts you off the ground, making you squeal as your back stamps against the wall. Your legs wrap around his lower back and you can feel the air turn toxic around you.

The friction generated in your crotch makes you gasp but you swallow the gasp pretending to be strong in front of him. You are so hot but you like playing with him, he played with you before anyway.

"Liar" he spits so close to your lips that you are tempted to kiss him but he won't let you.

You understand his game perfectly and if he wants to play, you're going to play.

Your fingers hold his shoulders strong and you move them down the back of his neck until you reach the beginning of his hair to stroke it. Your chest rises and falls frantically and you grab his neck to pull him to you, when your mouth is at his ear level... you decide to burn.

"I was telling them how fucking sexy you looked tonight" you whispered brushing your lips against his lobe.

"Oh yeah?" he gasps on a sigh.

You nod watching him. Again, his face faces yours and you want to kiss him but you hold back.

You don't tell him the whole truth, you'll die of embarrassment if he knew that your friends were encouraging you to get close to him. You didn't want him to know that you found him interesting.

You wait for some other comment but instead you get the caress of his hands leave your lower back and move straight to your butt, circling it. When he presses down so hard, you moan as you feel the rubbing of your center against his abdomen.

You are both ready to burn and the fire, once lit, is hard to put out. You know that even he won't come out unscathed tonight and that thrills you.

His gaze moves down from your mouth to your chest, because of the wet clothes, your lace bra can be seen to perfection and with it your erect nipples. He relames his lips and you want to be the one to moisten them, so you grab him by the jaw and kiss him fiercely.

Enough games, that's enough. And he knows it because he welcomes you perfectly by sticking his tongue in your mouth, caressing your ass while your fingers press his face to you. Everything around you stops and it's just you, in the rain from the shower, warm and ready to have at each other.

"Take my clothes off" you ask between his lips. Pedro smiles biting your lower lip, lowering you to the floor to unfasten your pants.

He delicately pulls them down your leg until they fall to the floor on their own and begins to undo the top you were wearing and pull it away from your body. You want to kiss him again but he stops you, starting to pull down the straps of your bra, playing with them. You are gawking under his control and his gaze and you can't say or do anything.

He has you trapped.

He brings his mouth to your chest and leaves a hot kiss on your collarbones, moving down to the center of your chest and finally to the beginning of one of your breasts, where he bites down making you squeal with pleasure. His other hand takes over the other nipple and presses it into the fabric, circling it to torture you. Moans come out of your mouth like music to his ears and when his hand detaches your bra, you smile like a victory. The piece of fabric disappears from view and now his lips and fingers find your needy nipples.

You want to scream, to cry, to squeeze, you can't hold back as his teeth bite and suck. You want everything from him, you need everything from Pedro. One of his hands leaves your breast to move down your belly, groping the area, making you gasp. He reaches your crotch, his fingers trail down your thighs and just when you think he'll ease your pain, he stops.

He leaves your breasts to look at you again, your eyes are pure fire when they connect with his and when you feel his fingers slip through the only piece of clothing that covered you, you are completely naked before him. You are now hand in hand and ready for anything. Your fingers grab his hair and tug it gently as you feel the heat welling up from your crotch, he likes to play with you and you won't beg for it but you will give him incentive. Your mouth takes place on his neck and you begin to lick him sensually, leaving wet trails of your tongue and biting in places to hear him moan.

Pedro slams you back against the wall to gain access to you, his body comes between yours and he lifts one of your legs to wrap around his waist. You can feel his erection rubbing against your thighs and the craving burns in your heat, you want him to take you right now. Your face returns to his as you are about to beg, your foreheads meet and you feel the tip of his cock caress your hot lips, you swallow saliva because your throat is so dry it hurts. Your arms go around his broad shoulders and you feel him thrust into you in one thrust, making you cry out and press your nails into his skin. Your stimulation and the shower water falling on your bodies made the process more pleasurable as you both pant heavily.

Your walls adapt to it faster than you think and it begins to move inside you so slowly that you think you will die. You need him so badly you don't mind begging.

"P-pedro" you whisper begging.

His smile widens and his eyes are those of the devil himself.

"Stop calling me that" he says starting to speed up his movements as if he scolded you.

You hear his complaint but you can't respond. Not when every fiber of your body fills with pleasure and you lose yourself in a blur. His movements are erratic and firm, you moan with each one and you don't let yourself be silenced, you are enjoying it and so is Pedro. Drops of water slide down your skins, your hair soaking wet, your bodies warm and moist.

Your chest heaves with joy, your heart pounds so hard in your chest you think you'll have a fit. You hug his shoulders tightly clutching at his hard strokes, you don't shut up. He's so deep inside you that you can feel the throbbing of his cock in your walls, his fingers incarnate in your skin, his mouth leaves traces on your shoulders.

The air becomes suffocating, courage floods the room, for minutes you think you will faint, your feet are tired but you don't care you don't want him to stop.

His hands find place on your thighs and he pulls you back against him to accommodate you, your back slams against the cold wall of your bathroom. He penetrates you again, harder this time as he has a perfect position to fuck you hard enough against the wall and you love that. Your hands wrap around his chest and you pinch his skin, begging for more and more.

In your mind everything was blurry, dark and confusing. You wanted to think, to try to assimilate what was happening but you were blank. You weren't thinking clearly, you could only be grateful for the feeling of release you were feeling. You were lost in his eyes as he kept pushing himself into you, passion cornered them and wouldn't let them go.

You wanted to think about Fermín, damn it. You were embarrassed at the thought of Fermín finding out you were fucking Pedro, he had heard the endless times you complained about him. If he saw you right now, he'd probably laugh in your face. From hate to love... or rather, from hate to passion, there is only one step. A very short one that ends in temptation and temptation in need.

Your grip became tighter as the pressure on one belly made you tremble, the orgasm was near and you could feel it in every atom of your body. Pedro felt it too, of course, your cries had become desperate. You moaned his name over and over again and this time, he didn't mind you calling him Pedro. It was the opposite. His lips turned into a smile as he accelerated his movements to see you explode and he did. Spasms went through your system as you reached orgasm, Pedro kept pounding in just the right place filling you with pleasure. You screamed so loud that the lump in your throat broke and you fell surrendered on his shoulders.

"Wait a little longer, princess" he whispered in your ear and you nodded.

His lips met yours again and this time you took them desperately, you had missed the sensation of the sweetness of his lips. Your mouths matched perfectly, the softness of his lips caressing, the hardness of your tongues touching. You were caught up in the moment, enveloped in the thin layer of steam dazed by the feeling of explosion. The pounding in your crotch was becoming intense, Pedro's moans were quiet in your mouth but you released his lips to listen to him.

He squeezed your ass, preparing to hold you when his orgasm would come and you smiled as you watched him pucker his face. A curse came out of his mouth and was trapped in yours as you kissed him fiercely again. You could hear him grunt as you felt him spill inside you, just like an animal mating.

His hips slowed down, making you bristle from the overstimulation, probably tomorrow your crotch would ache but you didn't mind at all. The kiss ended when his hands helped you off him, gently taking you by the waist. Your breasts heaving, your eyes sparkling and your hearts skipping.

You were a little shy to look at him again after what had just happened so much that you hid your face in his chest. Pedro sighed hugging your back to cover you. The water was still pouring down on you and now you were definitely going to take a shower. You were exhausted and sore, you weren't going to care if he took your shower gels or slept in your bed. It didn't matter anymore that you'd had to drag him home or that your friends had abandoned them. Not with what had just happened.

And you were willing to put it all aside to get him back.

Again and again.

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In The Name of Love | Chapter 25

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"You know, instead of just laying there looking pretty, you could help me with all these clothes."

"Being this pretty is a really hard job, Val. And if I helped you, you would definitely end up telling me that I'm doing everything wrong and doing it all by yourself" Pedri shrugs.

"Idiot."

"Hey! I am injured, remember? There is no need to be violent. Poor Minnie" he says, cuddling the stuffed toy I've thrown at him.

"Yes, you are injured in the head."

"Love you too, Val" he says with a stupid smile. "Why do you still have these around your room, tho? Aren't they for kids?" he smirks.

"I work with kids and I'm dating one. I need them to understand you better" I reply, sticking out my tongue.

"This Minnie has seen better days. How old is she?"

"My aunt bought it for me when I was born."

"Really? She looks like… 50. And you know you aren't older than 25."

"You are such an idiot" I say, rolling my eyes. "If Minnie looks old that's because she never left my side. I slept with her, played with her…"

"Attacked people with her…"

"She was my favourite toy as a kid and has great sentimental value."

"Val, hey. Are you ok?" Pedri says, getting up from the bed. "What is it?"

"Nothing" I say, looking away.

"Then why are you crying? Val" he says, cupping my face and making me look at him. "What is it?"

"Nothing, I just… Talking about Minnie reminded me of my aunt, the one who got her for me as a baby. She… She passed away a few years ago."

"And here I was making stupid jokes. I'm so sorry, Val. You aren't wrong when you call me an idiot."

"You didn't know" I shrug. "And they aren't sad tears. At least not all of them. You've also reminded me of good times, like when she would play with me and mimic Minnie's voice. She was really good at it."

"Was she?"

"Yeah. Or that's the memory I have" I smile. "She was Marina's age when I was born, so she saw me as a little sister more than as a niece. She got me that Minnie because she always wanted to go to Disneyland Paris but never could because her siblings told her they were too old for it, and with me she had an excuse to do it."

"Did you go?" Pedri asks, wiping away one of my tears.

"No, we didn't manage to. When I was old enough to understand what was going on she was at uni and then she moved abroad. She would only come back for Christmas and the summer holidays, which aren't the best moments to go to a place like Disney. Then I got busy with my own life, she got sick, and… well" I shrug.

"Do you still want to go?"

"I would love to, but no one wants to go with me. Marc said it was just for kids" I scoff.

"Well, lucky you, you are dating a kid who has never been to Disneyland."

"Really?"

"We didn't have the money when I was younger. And now that I have it, no one cares anymore" Pedri shrugs.

"But a place like Disney… People may recognise you."

"I'll wear a wig if necessary. Anything to make you smile again" he says, caressing my cheek.

"You seriously are the cutest human being I've ever met."

"I know" he smirks. "And because I am the cutest, I'm gonna stop distracting you with my beauty and go make us a snack."

"Thank you, Pedri."

"What for? The snack? Being pretty?"

"Idiot" I say, hitting his arm. "Just thank you."

"You're welcome, Val" he says, kissing my forehead and leaving my room while I just stare at him smiling like... an idiot. Turns out that I also am one. One madly in love.

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When do the kids go on holidays?

Why?

Just answer me, Val 🙄

Friday

Until?

We have the next week off

Perfect then

Perfect for what?

Going somewhere just you and I ☺️

What? And the international break?

I'm sorry

I'm not going.

They called me today and said they don't want to risk it because of my injury.

Tenerife?

It's just some friendlies, don't worry

But now I am free to take my girlfriend on holidays ☺️

Cold

Are we going somewhere cold or I got it completely wrong?

Both

You aren't helping, Pedro 🙄

Wait… wait wait wait WAIT DISNEYLAND?

🇫🇷🗼🐁🎡🎢🎠🐁

The mouse isn't because of Ratatouille 😉

Are you in?

OF COURSE I AM IN!!!!!!

Did you scream? Are you jumping?

Yes and yes 😂

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"I am finally here. Can you believe it?"

"What I can't believe is your face right now" Pedri chuckles, closing the door of our hotel room behind him.

"What?"

"I think I have never seen you smile like that, Val. I love it."

"And I love you" I say, walking towards him and wrapping my arms around his neck. "I love you very much. Thank you for this."

"Anything for you" he smiles.

"But you know… I think I should show you how much I love you and how thankful I am."

"What?"

"Yeah…" I say as I slowly move my hands from his neck to his chest.

"Val…"

"Yes?"

"What are you doing?" Pedri asks, his body tensing under my touch.

"Showing you how thankful I am" I reply with a teasing smile, my hands now moving under his clothes.

"Aren't you tired after all that traveling?"

"Nope. Are you?"

"A bit."

"Then let me do all the work. Arms up."

"What?" he laughs.

"I can't show you how thankful I am and how much I love you with all these clothes on. So arms up."

"Yes, ma'am" he chuckles.

"Good boy" I smile, getting rid of his sweatshirt and t-shirt all in one go. "Now shoes off, I'll take care of this" I say, untying his joggers.

"Done."

"Lay down on the bed."

"Ok" Pedri smirks while doing as I've told him. "You should be this bossy more often, Val. I like it. Now what?"

"Now get yourself comfortable and enjoy" I say before starting to take off my clothes.

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"I can't believe we just had sex on a Mickey Mouse bed" Pedri laughs.

"You chose the room, I didn't."

"I did" he laughs again. "It was really good sex, by the way. Some of the best we've had. You definitely showed me how much you love me."

"Glad to hear that."

"And you need to be in charge more often, Val. That was so hot."

"Yeah, umm… Should we order some room service or go out? I'm starving" I say, trying to change the topic of conversation and ignore the way my face is burning. I still don't know where everything I just did to him came from.

"Of course you are" he chuckles. "I could do with some fresh air, to be honest."

"Oh, great! We can wear the hats I got us."

"You what?"

"Yeah, look" I say, leaving the bed and opening my suitcase. "I got a cap with Mickey ears for you and one with Minnie ears for me. We can match, and this way you will be able to hide your face a bit better. Though you won't be able to put on your hood with the ears. I think."

"It's ok, don't worry. But are we a matching couple now? That's very cheesy, Val" Pedri says with a teasing smile.

"We are in Disneyland for the first time. We are gonna be cheesy and proper tourists."

"Ok" he laughs. "Should we try on the caps? Maybe take a picture? I want to remember this moment."

"Just be careful with the angle."

"I'm a pro, Val. There won't be any nipples involved."

"It better not" I warn him, getting in bed next to him. "Let me… there" I say, putting the cap on his head.

"How do I look?"

"Gorgeous."

"Liar. I always look gorgeous" he smirks.

"I beg to differ" I say, putting on mine. "Now let's take that photo so we can go grab something to eat."

"I think I don't like bossy Val anymore."

"What?" I laugh.

"If she isn't going to ride me until I forget my name, I don't like her."

"Shut up and take that photo, Pedro.”

"Yeah… I don't like her. And I'm taking the photo, relax. Don't need to look at me as if you were going to rip off my head."

"I'm too hungry for that."

"Lucky me" he laughs. "Say Disney!"

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"Pedri, we are gonna be late for breakfast!"

"Just a minute!" he says from the bathroom.

"If when we go downstairs they've run out of everything I like, I'm murdering you. What are you doing?"

"These eyebrows don't look this perfect on their own, Valeria" he says while pointing at them and finally joining me in the room. "There is work behind them."

"All the work I don't put on mine" I chuckle. "Anyway, are you ready?"

"One last thing."

"Pedri!" I groan.

"We can't leave without her."

"Her? Who?"

"Her" he smiles, showing me what he was hiding in his suitcase.

"Is that… Is that my Minnie?"

"Her twin sister. If you had come with your aunt you would have brought her with you, right?"

"I would have, yes."

"Well, I thought that we should do the same. But then I worried you may lose her or get her dirty, and if anything happened to her you would be gutted and I could not bear seeing you like that. So I bought you another Minnie for you to carry around the same way you would have done as a kid, but without having to worry about what happens to her. Though if she survives, it would be a cute memory."

"No."

"What?" Pedri says with a confused look.

"It would not be a cute memory. It would be one of the best memories of my life. And you are the one who is cute. The cutest human being ever" I say before throwing myself at him and hugging him while crying like a baby.

"Aww, Val" he says while hugging me back, one of his hands moving up and down my back, trying to comfort me. But that gesture only makes me cry harder. Why is he so cute?

"I love you, Pedri" I manage to say.

"I love you too" he replies.

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"That was the best thing ever! So so so good! I kind of want to do it again."

"What?" Pedri says, looking at me as if I've grown another head.

"I was joking, don't worry" I laugh. "But it was so good! Much better than what I had seen online and… Pedri. Pedri, hey. Are you ok?"

"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine."

"You are so pale… Let's sit down" I say, grabbing his arm and walking him towards a bench.

"Yes, let's sit down while my stomach goes back to its usual place."

"Pedri, you should have told me you were scared of the Tower of Terror before we went in. Look at you, you are so white you could pass for a Real Madrid shirt."

"I'm not in the mood for jokes, Valeria" he says, giving me a murderous look. "And if I didn't say anything it was because I didn't know I was scared of it. I thought it would be one of those houses where people show up out of nowhere and scare you, not one where you are dropped into the void."

"Sorry" I say, moving my hand up and down his arm, trying to comfort him like he had done for me a few hours ago. "There actually is a place like that, we can go later."

"I'll think about it."

"Ok" I chuckle. "But I guess this means we aren't checking the Star Wars ride."

"Do they drop you somewhere?"

"It is a rollercoaster."

"I'll think about that too" Pedri says, closing his eyes and leaning back on the bench.

"Is your stomach still on your throat?"

"I don't know where it is anymore, Val. I don't know if I have a stomach anymore, to be honest."

"Aww, Pedri. Will a cuddle make you feel better?"

"We can try" he says, trying really hard not to smile.

"Look at you. Even while dying you still are a cheeky little thing" I giggle.

"Always, my dear" he replies. "Always."

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In The Name of Love | Chapter 24

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We are gonna have to cancel our weekend plans 😔

Why? What happened?

I've caught the worst cold known in human history

It can't be that bad, Val 😂😂

It is. I can't remember how it felt to breathe through my nose 😔

😂😂😂

Don't make fun of me, Pedro. I'm sick 😭😭

And risk getting you sick? No way

I'm sorry, I'm sorry

Do you want me to go and give you cuddles?

If I'm sick I can't play, and you always say that's good because without me Barça are shit and they lose all their games

Yes, that's true. But this cold is the worst thing ever and I don't want you having to suffer it too

I am a nice woman

Awww Val 🥺🥺🥺🥺

That's so nice of you

Sometimes you are, yes 😊

I always am nice, Pedro 😒

Beg to differ 😂

Idiot 😒

Still love you, tho 🤍

Try to fix it now 😒

Can I do anything to make you feel better?

Stop calling me mean, for example 🙄

But I love it when you are mean 😏

You are so weird

Yet you love me 🥰

I sadly do, yes 🙄

Are you sure you are sick? You don't sound like it 😂

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Unless being sick makes you be meaner

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Val, stop, you are turning me on 🥵

🖕🏻🖕🏻🖕🏻

🥵🥵🥵

Idiot 🙄

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I'm stopping now, I promise 😂

But if you miss me too much, remember you still have the blanket and the pillow with my face on them

If you aren't already using them, of course 😏

I love you, Val. Get well soon 🤍

Yeah, love you too 🙄

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"Val, are you sure you are ok?" Silvia asks me.

"I am. I may not be able to breathe and all my joints hurt as if I've run a marathon, but I'm fine. Go and have fun."

"Ok… But if you start feeling worse, will you call someone?"

"I will, don't worry. Now leave" I say, moving my arm. Or trying to.

"Alright. Good."

"Silvia, go."

"I'm going, I'm going. I just hate seeing you like this."

"I'll survive. Now go."

"Ok. Try to rest, Val" she says, patting my head. "And maybe wash your hair."

"Yeah, yeah."

Five minutes later, someone rings the bell.

"Urgh" I groan, getting up from the sofa. "What did you forget now, Sil… Rosy!" I gasp when I see the person standing in front of me.

"Hello, Val" Pedri's mum smiles.

"What… what are you doing here?"

"I had plans to come visit next weekend, but Pedri told me you were sick, and I decided to come early and take care of you."

"That's… I mean…"

"He said you were struggling, that it was a really bad cold. When you are that sick you need to be pampered, and there is nothing like a mother for that. And since things with yours aren't the best right now…"

"Yeah…"

"She'll come around, you'll see" Rosy smiles. "Anyway, can I come in?"

"Yes, of course. Sorry for keeping you waiting."

"Don't worry. This is for you" she says, showing me the huge bouquet of flowers she was carrying. "I guess you know who sent them."

"I do, yes" I chuckle.

"Who knew my son had such good taste, uh? He had never sent me flowers until he met you."

"Really?"

"Yep. You've brought up the best in him, Val. I already told you."

"I… I…" I mumble, my cheeks on fire. Though maybe that's my fever coming back.

"Now, why don't you sit down while I put these on water? You need to rest."

"Yes, of course."

"I'm also going to make you some lunch, you've probably been eating really bad."

"There is no need, Rosy."

"I insist" she says. "I've come here to take care of you, and that includes feeding you. And I'm also going to make you some homemade remedies that I know will help with that cold."

"You are too kind" I say with a shy smile.

"Anything for you, Val" she replies, taking my hand on hers. "You are my son's girlfriend, the woman he loves the most. Well, the one he loves the most after me, of course" she laughs. "You are family."

"Thank you." Don't cry, Valeria. Don't cry.

"So go lay down on the sofa and don't worry about anything else, ok?"

"Ok" I nod.

"And oh, wait" she says, taking a box from the bag she is carrying. "He also gave me this for you. He said it would hopefully make you feel better."

"Thank you" I smile, taking it and sitting down while she starts rummaging around the kitchen.

The box is just one of the hundreds of Adidas boxes Pedri has around the house, but he's written my name on it and drawn hearts all around it.

When I open it, it is full of my favourite chocolates and sweets. From kinder eggs to Mars bars and gummy bears. And under all that, there is a small photo album, P⁠♡V written on the cover.

"So cheesy" I chuckle.

Inside it, on the first page, there is a note.

You already know 14 is our number. And not because your team has 14 Champions League trophies. 14 is our number because that's the day we met. The day I met the woman of my dreams. And on this little album, I've put 14 of the many reasons why I love you and 14 photos of us together. From our first selfie together on my beach, that now is ours, to the last one the other day being silly when we were stuck in traffic. I hope they make you feel better and as if I'm there with you, taking care of you. My mum's cooking is good too, but nothing like your favourite kid 😉 Get well soon, Val. I love you 🤍

"Val, do you have a… Oh my God, Valeria. Are you ok? Why are you crying?" Rosy says, sitting next to me.

"Did you know that your son is the cutest human being the world has ever seen?"

"I knew he was cute, but that cute…" she laughs. "Did he make that for you?" she asks, nodding towards the photo album.

"He did. He put photos of us together and wrote under each one a reason why he loves me."

"Aww, that is cute. Very romantic."

"And cheesy" I chuckle. "But I love it. And him. I love him so much…"

"Oh, come here" Rosy says, hugging me while I start to cry. "He also loves you very much, you know?"

"That's what he says."

"And he doesn't lie. I'm his mother, I know him better than anyone. And I also know he couldn't have chosen a better person to spend his life with."

"Even if I'm older than him?" I say, moving to look at her.

"Even so" she replies, wiping away some of my tears.

"I wish my mum would understand it the way you do. Because this is real. My feelings for Pedri are very real. You say I bring up the best in him, but he does the same with me. Never in my life have I felt more me than I do now, and it's all thanks to him. He has helped me find my true self, to be completely happy with who I am and my life. But my mum only sees the age gap and that he is a football player, though she didn't mind that when she thought I was dating Ferran. She doesn't see that I am the happiest I've ever been."

"But she will. She just needs time."

"That's what Pedri told me after that disaster of first lunch we had together, but... We've never had a good relationship, you know? I've always felt like she blames me for ruining her life."

"Oh, Val. Don't say that."

"But it's true. My dad left her the moment he found out she was pregnant and we've never heard about him again. She had to give up on her dreams and her career to raise me."

"And I'm sure that if I asked her, she would tell me that you've been the best thing that has ever happened to her and that she would do it all over again."

"I don't know…" I sigh.

"She would, Val. Because she's raised an amazing woman, one to be very proud of."

"You are gonna make me cry again" I chuckle.

"And I may cry with you too" Rosy laughs. "But you need to be patient with her, Val. You know this relationship isn't what people are used to."

"If I was dating a man 10 years older, they would not judge me this much."

"Oh, they would. But not for the same reasons."

"Yeah, true" I chuckle.

"She'll come around. And if she doesn't, you know you will always have me."

"Thank you, Rosy" I sob.

"You're welcome" she says, hugging me again. "And since I'm gonna be something like your mother… You could do with a shower, Valeria."

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. Silvia said that I should probably wash my hair, but I've been feeling so poorly that…"

"It's ok, don't worry" Rosy chuckles. "I've smelt worse, I have two boys, remember? But why don't you shower while I finish making your lunch?"

"Yes, of course."

"Perfect" she smiles. "Also, do you have a squeezer? That's what I wanted to ask you earlier."

"Yes, on the cupboard on top of the fridge. We don't use it that much."

"Once you've tried my magical remedy for colds you will, you'll see" she winks, her gesture reminding me of Pedri.

"Thank you, Rosy."

"What for?"

For coming today. For taking care of me. For raising that amazing son of yours.

"Just… everything" I shrug.

"Well, you are very welcome" she smiles. "Now go shower."

"Yes, of course" I smile back before going into the bathroom.

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