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urfavoriteitalian · 4 months

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“coming back for more”

summary: in which you and Jude can’t stay away from each other

warnings: 18+ SMUT!, friends with benefits, dom!jude, innocence kink, blowjob, fingering, slapping, degrading, praising, pet name, a bit toxic relationship, changes of pov, unprotected sex (don’t do it guys!!!).. that’s all i think

10 days, 240 hours without seeing him.

240 hours since the last time he touched me.

240 hours without a fucking message or a call.

I would love to say that I wasn’t used to this, but I was. Used to be treated like this. I could say him no. I could say him that I didn’t want to keep doing this, like everyone told me. Even Jobe, his brother, told me that Jude wasn’t good in this type of things, that I should tell him to go to hell.

When Jude was away from me, when he didn’t text me, I convinced myself to end this, that it was the best thing to do. But his touch. God. His touch was like a drug to me. It felt like he had poison in his fingers. No man, ever, ever, made me felt like this. Not that I’ve been with many men, and I thought this is why Jude liked me so much.

The innocence that I had when I first met him, made his cock twisted only at the thought. The insecureness of my touch made his mouth groan and the though that he was the only man capable of making me felt the way he did, made his ego boost in a way that wasn’t explainable.

In those ten days that I didn’t saw him, was because he was in England, 2 hours and 30 minutes away from me. He didn’t texted, and even if I knew that he wouldn’t, the spark of the hope was always alive in me.

The din of my phone took me away from my thoughts. I took a quickly look at it, wondering who was. “J.”, that was the way that I saved him on my phone. Only two of my friends knew about him, in first place because he asked me to not tell everyone, and in second place because I didn’t want people to know that I let a guy treating me like a toy.

Another din. Again him. I unlocked my phone and read the message.

hey

I’m back home

Cool.

I just said, wanting to be stronger than my need for him. Another din.

Same place, in one hour?

I rolled my eyes at the message. Me and Jude used to met in a hotel, since we lived in two different place of the city, and not to arouse the suspicions of the paparazzi. This time if he really wanted to see me, he should come at my place.

If you really want to see me, then come at my place.

I knew that he wouldn’t come. Another din.

Such a brat

I read the message without replying, knowing that probably he would text me the next day, or in the worse case, find another toy to pleasure himself.

-Jude pov’s-

I asked my mother to take me to her place, since she decided to act like a child, but I was craving her taste so bad.

We arrived in front of the place, and my mother stopped the car. I made my way to open the door, but her voice stopped me.

“Your girlfriend lives here?” she asked, hoping that I would say yes, I could say by the spark in her eyes.

“What make you think that I’m here for a girl?” I answered her questions with another question smiling innocently.

“Jude you spent an hour getting ready in the bathroom, I don’t think you’re here for your mates” she said smiling sweetly “You asked me five times if you looked good” she continued “And you do this thing at least three times at week when you’re here”

I kissed my teeth, thinking something to said my mother “She is.. I mean, kind of.. is difficult” I scratched my neck “Can I go now?”. She continued smiling “Jude you aren’t just a soccer player, don’t forget that” I nodded and after thank her for the ride and gave her a sweet kiss on the cheek I left the car.

I made my way to her apartment, I’ve only been here once, but luckily I have good memory. I knocked the door, more than one time just to annoy her. I could hear her scoffing behind the door, probably rolling her eyes.

-Y/N pov’s-

I opened the door, wondering who is the prick who’s bothering me at 10 pm, but when I did, I couldn’t believe my eyes.

“Jude..” I said quietly, he was already scanning my body. I was wearing one of his shirts, and black socks that reached my knee “What are you doing here?” I asked him.

“You told me to come here, darling” he said tiling his head to the side with a smirk “Do you want to let me in or you want to go out and have fun on the stairs? It could be interesting” I rolled my eyes after let him in, and he closed the door behind him with a kick.

“Missed me?” he asked following me like a lost puppy towards the house, I turned myself to look at him “Why you didn’t text me?” I asked looking up at him. He put his hands on my waist, for hold me still, and getting closer to me, our nose almost touching “I didn’t know you liked sex chat babe, i’m going to remember the next time”

I kissed my teeth and shook my head “Is not that” I told him “So you don’t like sex chat? I would love to see you begging me from the phone” he continued holding my waist tighter “I’m not saying that..” he hands on me didn’t let me think correctly “So you’d like it?” he said continuing his play

I broke the eye contact with him, and his hands made their way to my hips “You asked to come here and I did” he whispered to my ear, and the his hot breath on my neck made me sigh. He started making his way to the couch, still holding me. He sat on the couch and made me sat on his lap. He squeezed my thighs “Have you’ve been with someone while I wasn’t around?” he asked

That was the strange thing about our relationship. Jude wanted me only for him. He wanted an exclusive relationship with me. And it drove my mind crazy every time, because it always made me hoping for more.

“Did you?” he hated when I would answer a question with another question, but I wanted to know. One of his hands trail to my ass cheek, without squeezed it “Answer.” he just told me, clenching his jaw at the though. I decided to tease him a bit, and I started rolling my hips on his lap “Maybe” I said, it wasn’t true, I barely left the house because I had too work to do.

He slapped my ass “Get on your knees, I think you need to remember who you belong to”, he said and slapped my ass again, making me gulp. I got on my knees and started to took off his belt, then I lowered his pants to his ankles. I smirked when I saw how hard he got, I took his cock in my hand and I started pumping up and down.

“Already so hard, babe?” I said mocking his pet name. He didn’t answer, he was just staring at me, waiting for me to do the next move. I caressed his tip with my thumb, while I started sucking his ball, looking at him through my lashes. He put one hand on my cheek, and the other took my hair in his hand, squeezing it “You aren’t in the position for teasing, darling,so put that pretty mouth around my cock before i loose my patience” he warned me with a smile.

I listened to him, but in the moment that i took his tip into my mouth, he pushed my head all the way down his cock, forcing me to take all of it. I put my hand on his thigh for balance, and the second after Jude started thrusting my head up and down, while his other hand was still on my cheek. I hollowed my cheek, to gave him more pleasure, while I was massaging his balls with my free hand.

I choke every time his tip touched the back of my throat, and my nose continued bouncing into his pelvis. Tears was falling down my eyes, while I kept looking at Jude. “Don’t look at me like that, whores like you need to be put in place” he explained while I choked another time around him “I bet you’re getting so wet by sucking my cock off”. And it was true, that sight of him made my cunt clench around nothing several times. I took my hand off his balls, and leaned it between my legs, trying to get some relief by touching my clothed clit.

When Jude noticed, he took my head off his cock, and slapped me “You’re getting pleasure only by me, and only when I decide” he grabbed my jaw “Understood?” I nodded, while I was breathing heavily. The leaded my head again on his cock, thrusting my head all the way down him.

I sucked the more that I could “Fuck, I’m close” he said between his groan “You’re so good babe”. It was a matter of seconds until I felt Jude’s cock twisted in my mouth, and his hand hold me still to be sure that I took all his cum. I felt his hot cum invading my mouth, his low groans surrounding my ears, I slowly took him out, making him sigh. I licked his tip, taking all his cum, and then swallow, staring at him for the whole process, making him smirk.

He made me sat on his lap again, and touched softly my lips, indicating to open. I open my mouth, and showed him my tongue, clear. “So good for me” he said under his breath before kissing me, and taste his own cum “You taste so good Jude” I told him and then start kissing his neck, craving for more. He stood up, making my legs lock around his waist.

He made his way to my bedroom, and for the whole time I kissed and bite his neck, like it was a drug, making him groan more than one time. We got in the bedroom and he pushed softly on the bed before hardly kissing me. His tongue entered my mouth with arrogance, and his hands traveled my body with possessiveness, without touching me where I needed him the most. “Jude.. please” I begged him on his lips. Without answering me, he took my shirt off, and made it fall on the ground, and he smirked when he noticed I wasn’t wearing a bra. He started kissing and biting my breast, and his hands squeezed my thighs, putting them on his shoulders.

His fingers, finally, made his way to my starved core “God you’re so fucking wet” he said, putting my panties to the side, and slipping his fingers towards my folds “Only whores like you gets this wet by sucking my cock”

He slides two fingers inside of me, and I moaned thrusting my hips up, he continued using his fingers inside of me. Without warning he removed them from me and I whined for the loss. “You really thought I would make you come this easy after what you told me earlier?” he scoffed “Not only a whore, even stupid” he said going to kiss my neck again, and I felt his hardness on my thigh.

He made his cock running towards my wet fold and I moaned when it came in contact with my clit “Jude.. I need you” I whined, almost crying “I don’t even need to ask you to beg” he cockly said before slowly entering me. I whined again, craving for more “Shh baby” he said putting his forehead on mine “It’s been a while baby, we need to take it slow” he explained, with a sweet tone. When he was fully in me, he waited a bit and then stared moving, putting his head in the crook of my neck, making me hear all his groans.

I looked at him, his shirt still on, I tapped his shoulder unsure “Jude..” I called him, he just took his head off the crock of my neck to look at me, with a preoccupied look on his face “Can you take your shirt off.. please?” I asked between my loud moans. Jude groaned, standing up, still thrusting into me “God, you’re going to be the death of me” he took his shirt off, and instinctively I closed my legs at the sight. He put his hands on my knee “Nah ah, I need them open baby” he told me, and opened them more than before.

He was now standing at the end of the bed, and from there, he looked like a god. He took my legs and put the on his shoulders, caressing my black sock that I had still on. From this position he was deeper than ever, I could feel him in my stomach “Jude, fuck” I moaned “You’re so deep, I can feel you in my stomach” I whispered not being able to talk louder because of the moaning. Jude smirked “I want you, to feel me everywhere darling” he said and started thrusting harden into me, making the the headboard of the bed slamming against the wall with every thrust.

I felt a knot in my stomach, and locked my ankles behind the neck of Jude felling so close “Don’t stop Jude” I spoke again “I’m so close”. I was a moaning mess “God you look so good” he groaned leaning to kiss me “So drunk of my cock” he squeezed my thighs, and I knew he was close too “Can I come into you?” he asked and I just nodded. It was a matter of second until I released moaning his name. Jude followed me right after, giving me his cum for the second time today.

He took himself off me, making me whine. He lead one finger between my hole, taking a bit of our cum on it. He took it to my lips, and without saying nothing, i took it in my mouth, sucking it “How is it?” he asked so cockly, “Good” I just told him out of my breath. He lay next to me caressing my thighs

“What was his name?” he asked out of nowhere. I looked at him confused “Whose name Jude?” I kept caressing his bare chest “The name of the guy you’ve been with, while I was in London” he explained with a mix of annoyance and angriness, and I just laughed “I haven’t been with anyone Jude, it was just to tease you”, the look on his face changed to an happy one “Oh.. don’t do it ever again then” he warned kissing my forehead.

“What about you?” I asked, a little scared of the answer “I haven’t been with anyone since I started this.. thing with you”. I didn’t say a thing, I just kissed him, innocently, but the caress that Jude gave to my ass cheek made me understand that it wasn’t over yet this night. “Jude I have to wake up early tomorrow” I said in the kiss “Mhh” he protested grabbing my ass “It’ll be quick”

in the end, we will always come back to the other for more..

note: hi!! hope you guys liked it, sorry that y/n is a little bit innocent but i liked it for this story. if you have any request lmk

kisses, Carla 💋

#jude bellingham #jude bellingham smut #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham x you #smut #football smut #image #real madrid #yn #football #viral #aesthetic #fanfic #fandom

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loveburrowx · 3 months

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Performance

Request - Y/N performs with her group and Joe is her biggest supporter

A/N - This is my first fluff story! Enjoy!

As the first note of the bass drum echoed through the cavernous arena, Y/N felt a surge of adrenaline course through her veins. She took a deep breath, steadying herself as she prepared to step out onto the center of the stage. This was it; the moment she had been training for her entire life. She was the main dancer and rapper in a group of four ladies, and tonight's performance was going to be one for the books. Little did she know, her boyfriend Joe was in the audience, about to witness the show of a lifetime.

Her heart raced as she glanced around at the sea of faces, the lights reflecting off of their eager expressions. She couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment wash over her as she took in the enormity of the moment. The group's choreographer had outdone herself with their latest routine; it was sexy, sultry, and full of energy. Y/N knew she was going to absolutely kill it tonight.

As the first verse of their latest single began, she stepped forward, moving her body in perfect synchronization with the music. The crowd erupted into cheers, and she felt a smile tug at the corners of her lips. This was what she was born to do; this was her purpose. And as she caught a glimpse of Joe's beaming face in the crowd, she knew that he felt it too. He was the reason she danced, the reason she rapped; he was her everything.

The choreography grew more complex as the song progressed, and Y/N found herself lost in the movement, lost in the music, lost in the moment. She felt a rush of adrenaline course through her veins as she executed a series of intricate dance moves, her body glistening under the stage lights. The audience was on their feet now, shouting and screaming, their energy feeding off of hers. She could feel her heart racing, but it only seemed to make her dance better.

The solo performance was finally upon her, and she took a deep breath, stepping forward once again. The music switched to a slow, seductive beat, and she began to unleash her inner siren. Her hips swayed, her body undulated, and her movements were both fluid and powerful. Every move was for Joe, every breath was for him. She could feel his eyes on her, burning into her skin, and it only made her dance with more passion, more fire.

As the final notes of the song faded away, she stood before the crowd, her chest heaving, her heart racing. The cheers were deafening, but all she could focus on was Joe's face, his beaming smile, and the way his eyes never left hers. In that moment, she knew that she had given him everything she had, and that he was proud of her. And in that moment, she realized that no matter what happened in the future, she would always have this memory; the memory of dancing for Joe, and the feeling of his love surrounding her like a warm, protective blanket.

The rest of the concert flew by in a blur of music, lights, and movement, but for Y/N, it was as if she were still standing alone on that stage, her heart beating in time with Joe's. Even as she shared the spotlight with her fellow group members, she couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment and peace wash over her. This was where she belonged; with them, and with Joe.

The final encore came and went, and as the crowd began to file out of the arena, Y/N made her way backstage, her body aching from the exertion of the performance but her heart full to bursting with joy. She found Joe waiting for her, a huge grin on his face, and she couldn't help but laugh as she collapsed into his arms, feeling the warmth of his body and the strength of his embrace.

"I knew you were going to be amazing," he whispered into her ear, nibbling gently on her lobe. "You are incredible, you know that?"

Y/N leaned back, looking up into his eyes. "I couldn't have done it without you," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're my everything, Joe."

He smiled down at her, his eyes shining with love and admiration. "And you're mine," he said, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. "Always."

And as they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, they knew that no matter what the future held, they would always have this moment; this memory of the night they danced together, their love burning bright on the stage.

The afterparty was a blur of music, laughter, and champagne, but for Y/N and Joe, it was a quiet oasis where they could escape the chaos and revel in their own little world. They danced together, slow and sensual, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. They ate and drank, savoring every bite and every sip, knowing that it was a celebration of not only their success, but their love.

As the night wore on, they found a quiet corner of the room and collapsed onto a plush couch. Y/N nestled herself into Joe's side, feeling the warmth of his body against her own. He ran his fingers through her hair, tugging gently on the ends as he watched her, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"I love you so much," she murmured, her voice barely audible over the music.

He smiled down at her, his expression softening. "I love you more." And even though she knew it was impossible, she felt her heart swell with happiness at the thought.

They spent the rest of the night like that, lost in each other's company, lost in the moment. As the sun began to rise, signaling the end of the party and the beginning of a new day, they knew that they had created a memory that would last a lifetime; a memory of love, of passion, of two souls intertwined forever.

Hand in hand, they made their way through the crowds of revelers, stepping out into the cool morning air. The city lay before them, still asleep but bustling with life, and for a moment, they stood there, taking it all in. Y/N leaned into Joe, her head resting on his shoulder, and she felt the warmth of his body, the beat of his heart, and she knew that she was exactly where she was supposed to be.

As they started to walk, their fingers laced together, she glanced up at him, her eyes shining with love. "Where to now, handsome?" she asked with a grin.

He smiled down at her, his gaze never leaving hers. "Well," he said, "I was thinking we could grab some breakfast, maybe take a walk along the beach...?"

She laughed, her head tilting to the side. "Sounds perfect," she replied, squeezing his hand. "Just you and me, huh?"

He nodded, a fond smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Just us," he said. "Always." And in that moment, as they walked together through the city, their future stretching out before them like a blank canvas, they knew that no matter what challenges they faced or how the world might change, they would always have each other. They would always have this love.

#joe burrow #joe burrow fan fic #nfl #nfl football #nfl imagine #explore #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow x y/n #aesthetic #y/n

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jacksphotos · 5 months

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American Football House Portra 400

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dollange · 12 days

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viridian-pickle · 4 months

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#photography #adventure #summer #muscular #team #football #cocky #humour #aesthetic #jock strap #handsome

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arabelladarlings · 2 months

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she’s a future

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stardotnet · 1 year

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so i read 17776.

#webweave #webweaving #stardotnet #17776 #17776 football #web weaving #nebra star disk #space #web weave #corecore #aesthetic #forever #infinity #partially inspired by that one 'how far we've come' post with the nebra star disk and the recent images we've taken of space #honestly so incredible <3

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psykopaths · 5 months

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Love knows no rivalry

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hedonismprinc · 18 days

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#carlos effort #boys #gay #soccer #football #aesthetic #man #boy

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malegayse · 28 days

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ferraripoolfc · 2 months

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Of course this handsome man had to show how to mug down in this new kit!! I hope to see him play in it soon🫶🏾

#alexander arnold #he’s the prettiest #taa66 #trent alexander arnold #england national football team #liverpool #liverpool fc #premier league #liverpool football club #aesthetic #he mugged down #face card is out of this world

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loveburrowx · 2 months

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The Novella

Request - Joe decided to have a romantic date with Y/N but things take a turn all because of a Novella.

Warnings - Smut (Intercourse)

A/N - if u like romantic fanfics this one for you! Enjoy!

The night air was thick with anticipation as Joe Burrow's massive, imposing mansion loomed before them. Its walls were adorned with priceless works of art and the grounds were meticulously landscaped, a testament to his immense wealth and success. As Joe opened the grand door, revealing the opulent interior, she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement coursing through her veins. Her name was Y/N, and she was Portuguese - a fact that made the evening all the more special for Joe, who had always been enamored with her culture.

As they were led into the lavish dining room, Joe couldn't take his eyes off of her. She was dressed in the most exquisite gown, her long raven hair flowing down her back like a waterfall. The way it caught the light as they moved through the room was nothing short of breathtaking. The meal was fit for a king and queen, with the finest wines and delicacies from around the world gracing their table.

The conversation flowed effortlessly, touching on everything from their shared love of football to their families and their heritage. As the evening progressed, an undeniable chemistry began to build between them. Finally, Joe broached the subject that had been on his mind all night. "So," he said, his voice low and seductive, "would you like to watch a movie with me later?" Y/N felt a shiver run down her spine at his words. She knew exactly what kind of movie he was talking about. "I'd like that very much," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

After the dishes had been cleared away, they retired to Joe's private screening room. The walls were adorned with luxurious red velvet curtains, and the plush seats were comfortable enough to sink into and lose yourself in the film. Joe switched on the projector, and the screen lit up with the opening credits of a classic romantic novela. As they settled in, Y/N couldn't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. This was the first time they would be spending any extended period of time alone together.

The novella began, and before long, they were caught up in the story of star-crossed lovers, their hearts racing in unison as the characters embarked on their passionate affair. It wasn't long before the scene shifted to a particularly steamy love scene, and both Joe and Y/N found themselves becoming increasingly aroused. They exchanged glances, their eyes meeting and holding, as they struggled to contain their desire. Finally, they could no longer hold back, and with a single shared look, they knew they had to act

Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their hands exploring each other's bodies with an urgency that belied their previous restraint. They stumbled out of the screening room and into Joe's bedroom, their need for one another overwhelming. As they fell onto the bed, their clothes were discarded quickly, revealing their naked forms to each other for the first time. Joe took her hand in his and gently guided it to his erect member, her touch sending shivers of pleasure through him.

He began to kiss and nibble his way down her neck, his lips and tongue tracing a path to her breasts, which he cupped in his hands and tenderly caressed. Y/N arched her back, moaning softly as he teased her sensitive nipples with his tongue. She reached down between them, guiding his hips toward her, feeling the heat of his body against her own. "Joe," she breathed, "I can't wait any longer." And with that, she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer, guiding him inside her.

As they moved together, their bodies in perfect sync, Joe whispered words of love and desire into her ear, his breath hot against her skin. She felt a wave of pleasure wash over her, building to an almost unbearable intensity before crashing over her in a series of powerful orgasms. Exhausted but still intensely aroused, they lay together, their hearts racing and their bodies slick with sweat. "I've never felt anything like that before," she murmured, her voice thick with emotion. "Neither have I," he replied, his voice raw with emotion. "You're incredible." And with that, he began to make love to her again, his movements sure and gentle, his fingers finding just the right rhythm to send her spiraling back into ecstasy.

As the night wore on, they explored each other's bodies in ways they hadn't even imagined possible, their passion only growing stronger with each passing moment. They moved from the bed to the living room, their bodies pressed together as they danced to the music in their minds, lost in the heat of their desire. They found themselves back in the screening room, their lips locked in a passionate embrace as they fumbled to undress, their fingers tracing each other's bodies in the dim light cast by the projector.

Finally, as the sun began to rise, they collapsed together on the couch, their bodies still entwined, their breaths shallow and ragged. "That was...unbelievable," Y/N whispered, her cheek resting against his chest. "I've never known anything like it." Joe wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, and breathed in the sweet scent of her skin. "I think," he said, his voice barely audible, "that I'm falling in love with you." And with that, he kissed her, their lips moving together in a slow, tender dance that spoke of promises and possibilities, of a future filled with love and happiness.

As the days turned into weeks, they found themselves falling deeper into a relationship that was both passionate and tender, a bond that seemed unbreakable. They shared everything with each other, from the mundane details of their daily lives to their deepest fears and desires. They explored the world together, discovering new restaurants, museums, and cities, each experience adding a new layer to the rich tapestry of their love.

Joe had never been happier, and he knew that Y/N felt the same way. He watched her as she moved through the world, a radiant light seeming to emanate from her every pore, and he couldn't help but feel grateful for the chance to be a part of her life. She was his everything, his reason for waking up in the morning and his reason for sleeping soundly at night.

One day, as they sat together in the park, watching the children play, Joe gathered the courage to ask her a question that had been on his mind for some time. "Y/N," he began, his voice shaking slightly, "will you be my girlfriend?" She looked up at him, her eyes shining with tears of happiness, and without a moment's hesitation, she replied, "Yes, Joe. Yes, I will." And with that, they sealed their love with a kiss that seemed to echo through the entire world.

As their relationship continued to grow and flourish, they found themselves constantly amazed by the depth of their connection. They supported each other through the good times and the bad, always there with a kind word or a gentle touch to offer comfort and reassurance. They spoke of their dreams and aspirations, of the lives they wanted to build together, and of the family they hoped to one day have.

They traveled together, exploring new corners of the globe and discovering the beauty that existed both within each other and within the world around them. They shared their favorite books, movies, and music, and their conversations often lasted late into the night, fueled by their shared curiosity and thirst for knowledge.

Joe never doubted that Y/N was the love of his life, and as the years passed, he knew that he wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of his days by her side. He imagined them growing old together, their love only deepening with time, their bond unbreakable. He pictured her face, wrinkled and lined with the wisdom of a life well-lived, and he knew that no matter what the future held, he would always be there for her.

And so, they continued on, their love a beacon of hope and joy in a world that could sometimes be dark and uncertain. They made a life together, built on a foundation of trust, respect, and unconditional love, and they knew that they were lucky to have found each other. For Joe, every day spent with Y/N was a gift, and he vowed to cherish each and every moment for the rest of his days.

As the years passed, they faced challenges together, their bond growing stronger with each obstacle they overcame. They faced illness, loss, and heartbreak, but through it all, they held onto each other, finding solace and comfort in the warmth of their shared love. They became a symbol to those around them of what true love could be, a testament to the power of the human spirit to overcome adversity and find joy in even the darkest of times.

One day, as they sat on a bench in the park they had visited so many times before, Joe felt compelled to express the depth of his love and gratitude for Y/N. He took a small, velvet box from his pocket and opened it, revealing a stunning diamond ring. His heart pounded in his chest as he asked her the question that had been on his mind for so long: "Y/N, will you marry me?"

Tears streaming down her face, Y/N nodded vigorously and threw her arms around him, kissing him passionately. "Yes," she sobbed, "I will marry you. I love you, Joe. With all my heart." And with that, they sealed their promise to spend the rest of their lives together, their love a shining beacon in a world that was ever-changing, but forever held a place for them.

#joe burrow #nfl #nfl football #explore #joe burrow fan fic #nfl imagine #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow x y/n #joe burrow smut #aesthetic

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