Sick days
Summary: Nursing your sick boyfriend back to health.
Pairings: Kylian Mbappe x reader
Warnings: N/A
A/n: Not a request this one was just something small and short that came to mind! Thank you guys for all of the love and I hope you guys like this one!xx
You felt something was off when you woke up that morning and didn't have your usual text from Kylian before he left for his gym session.
He never missed a day, even when he traveled and was in a completely different time zone.
You were filled with more worry than anything else given he never forgets on purpose.
You’d texted him that morning instead but to no avail, there was no response.
After an hour with no response you decided to go check his home and make sure everything was okay.
As you were walking up to his door your phone began to ring.
“Ney” reading across the screen.
“Hey Ney, what’s up?” you said hoping he’d mention something Kylian did at practice and you worried for nothing.
“Hola bella, have you heard from Kylian? He was a no show in practice. The coach is looking for him. I just wanted to give him the heads up before he gets fined.” he chuckled, it wouldn't be the first time PSG fined him.
Sighing, you looked at the door once again.
“Nope, I was hoping he was at practice. I'm outside his house right now. Give me a sec I‘ll call you back yeah?” you said reaching for the key he’d given you.
“Sale, thank you!” He said before hanging up.
Quietly you opened the door, you felt sneaky opening his door without telling him you were coming.
You know he wouldn't mind but still, you always gave a heads up.
“Ky?” you called out from the hallway.
You walked through his home looking for any signs of him until you made it to his bedroom door.
Opening it you came face to face with your sleeping boyfriend.
Your sick, sleeping boyfriend surrounded by tissues.
“Oh my love.” you chuckled relieved he didn't go missing.
Cleaning up the tissues you went into his pantry to pull out the medicine he’d need and some ingredients for soup and tea.
Once you finished you put everything in a tray and walked back up to Kylians room.
After setting everything down on the nightstand you pondered waking him up or letting him sleep more but the decision was made for you when he began tossing and turning.
“Ky, baby it's me.” you whispered gently, rubbing his back.
“Mon amour what are you doing here? What time is it?” he said, realizing the sun was out.
“You’re sick Kylian lay back down.” you chuckled, pushing him down.
“But I have practice coach is gonna kill me.” he said looking for his phone.
“No he's not because Neymar told him you were sick in bed and that makes the penalty fine void.” you said matter of factly.
Looking at you he smiled and fell back into his mountain of pillows.
“Bless my lawyer girlfriend.” He said, smiling at you.
“Now here drink this please.” you said, handing him the tea.
You took the chance to open his windows and unstuff his room and hopefully his nose too.
Kylian took the tea and the soup eventually beginning to feel like himself again.
“Mon ange I could kiss you all day for this, I'm sorry you didn't wake up to a message from me.” he said reaching for you.
Pulling back you smiled at your sick boyfriend, “While I love you with all my heart I do not want to get whatever it is you have amor.” you said collecting the empty dishes.
“I'm gonna go get you some orange slices.” you said picking up the tray.
“Okay but when I‘m better I'm thanking you the right way.” he said, reaching over quickly to spank your butt.
Gasping you smiled, “Mbappé!” blush rising to your cheeks.
“Je t’aime mon bel ange!” he yelled from his room.
Yup, he was definitely feeling better alright.
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Shower | Erling Haaland
summary: following your fiancé into a steamy shower sex session.
WARNING: 18+, sexual content
You couldn't see much as you walked into the bedroom you share with your fiancé , the only dimmer of light coming from the bathroom.
The sound of the shower getting louder as you walked closer to the master bathroom.
You peaked your head through the door, Erling's tall silhouette was on view as you watched through the mirror. He was washing his hair, naked in all his glory as you couldn't help but tail your eyes down his cock. Thick and long.
It didn't take long for your my mind to be made up, you removed all your clothing stripping down to absolutely nothing as you let your hair fall down your shoulders walking into the bathroom fully. You did this as quietly as you could not wanting to draw any attention until you were inside the shower with him.
You opened the door to the shower, Erling swung his head to the noise almost immediately watching as your naked body came into contact with the warm water. The steam creating a flustered look on your face as you went to be in front of Erling. You didn't greet him with any words, you connected your lips before he could say anything reaching your hands to his hair tangling your fingers into his blonde locks.
"So impatient" Erling said between kisses, letting you feel him everywhere as you felt his erection growing on your thigh. Your lips never left Erling's as you inevitably ended up being held up in his arms, your back pushed up against the cold tiled wall.
Your bodies worked together in sync, your insides turned as he left you lips to kiss down your neck, bringing his attention to your chest as you brought your hands to his chest, tracing his abs as he held you up gracefully. "I need you Erling, been waiting to long" you said lowly, craving the feeling of his warm cock stretching your pussy.
Erling shifted his attention from your body to your face, studying it closely before ramming into you with no warning, building his pace before you even had a chance to gasp. Your core was burning at the sensation pleasure soon kicking in as Erling lifted you from the wall to be in his arms.
You locked your legs around his waist, allowing him to slip deeper inside of you hitting your g-spot harshly. You were moaning his name, your screams echoing through the bathroom as Erling fucked you mercilessly. "Shit, you're so big." You groaned as you felt his breath brush against your cheek. He had a hard time focusing as your walls were wrapped so tightly around him.
"Oh my- baby, yes right there." You groaned as you attempted to steady yourself, your breathing was already heavy, but his mouth moved everywhere. His movements were sloppy, but you liked how desperate they were. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he continued to pound into your g-spot.
He reached his fingers to your core, rubbing circles around it as you drove closer to your orgasm. “Shit." You choked on your moans as he worked on your clit. The stimulation on the bundle of nerves had you thrusting your hips into his. The feeling was overwhelming, everything about Erling was. Your wrapped your body with his, keeping him as close to you as possible.
He brought his mouth to your ear, whispering dirty things as your legs shook to his words you body becoming limp against his as he still held you up. Thrusting up into you with a force that made your insides feel as if they were being rearranged.
"Yes, yes, yes! I'm gonna cum" You chanted, warning Erling that you were about to let go. You heard him grunt in response but it barely reached your ears as white noise took over. Your body tensed up as your climax peaked and then crashed through your entire body.
You convulsed as your orgasm completely took over, leaving you raking your nails down his back, crying out for him to never stop. He buried his face in your neck and sucked on your skin, hard. You knew that it would leave a mark but neither of you cared. Without words, your arms tightened around him as your orgasm washed over you. Your whole body shook with after waves leaving Erling grunting to the new found clenching.
His pelvis was slapping against yours. Each pound stimulated your clit which left you withering until tears were lining your eyes. He fucked you through your climax until he reached his. Loud moans leaving his hot lips as you swallowed them all in a passionate kiss. He filled you up with his warm seed, ropes of thick cum painting your insides until you felt it dripping out of you and wetting your skin.
The mix of water and juices now covered your lower bodies. You never let go of him, never wanting to leave his grasp as he was something of another planet. Made to bring you pleasure as you did to him.
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