#ruben dias fluff
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One More Chance
Pairing: Rúben Dias x Reader
Summary: After two boys, Rúben still wants to try for the girl.
Word count: 3756
Warming: Smut (a terrible attempt)
Author's note: English is not my first language.
It all started after the birth of his best mate's daughter. Rúben and you have been together since high school and had two beautiful boys. Thiago who was 5 and Miguel who was 2 years old. While the oldest was very talkative and loved football as much as Rúben, the youngest was a quiet boy who was starting to show his interest in the piano that you had near the window and used to play when you were younger.
After Miguel and a very difficult pregnancy, you and Rúben had decided that two children were the ideal, but it was no secret to you that Rúben always wanted to try for a girl. He always wanted to have a girl and you too, but Miguel's pregnancy was so difficult that you didn't want to go through it again. The birth of Bernardo's daughter brought the baby fever back and Ruben was actually nervous to meet the baby girl.
"Babe, you missed the exit!" Your words brought him back to reality and he realized he was diving on the wrong road. He mumbled a curse to himself, as the kids were in the backseat, and turned around. "You okay?" He looked at you and couldn't help but check you out. You were wearing a long orange summer dress, your face makeup free and your wavy hair down.
"I'm fine." You gave him a smile and ran your hand on his hair as he put his hand on your thigh.
Rúben parked in front of Bernardo's house and helped Miguel out of his seat while you helped Thiago who was holding the gift he and his brother had chosen for the baby girl. They were both excited to meet her. Rúben, however, was really quiet, but you decided you would question him later.
Upon entering the warm and inviting house, you couldn't help but notice the abundance of pink boxes and toys that were already cluttering the dining table. You warmly greeted Bernardo with a hug and after a bit of playful teasing from Rúben, he also greeted your two boys.
Ines was sitting on the sofa and your face lit up when you saw the baby in her arms.
"Hello, mommy!" You sat down next to her and gave her a kiss on the head. When you looked down your heart melted. "She's so beautiful, Ines." You grabbed her little hand, melting even more, about the size difference.
"Do you want to hold her?"
"Yes, please." Ines carefully placed the baby in your arms and your boys sat down next to you, so they could see her better. "Hi, sweetie. Welcome to the world. You're such a beautiful girl."
Rúben was watching you, frozen in place. His gaze locked onto you cradling the baby, gently swaying back and forth. Ines caught him and let out a chuckle, breaking him free from his reverie.
He finally embraced Ines. "Congratulations. She's beautiful. Thank god, she looks like you."
"Thank you, Rúben." She whispered in his ear. "Maybe it's time to work for a girl, don't you think? She looks great with a girl in her arms."
Rúben blushed. "I-- yeah! She does."
You ended up having lunch with them, while Thiago and Miguel remained by the baby's side, acting like caring older siblings. It was noticeable the tiredness in both their faces, so after lunch you decided to leave, so they could get some much-needed rest.
When you got home, and before their hunger kicked in again, you called out to them, telling them it was time for a bath. They giggled and ran ahead, eager to get into the warm, soapy water.
"Go on. I'll be there in a minute." You took off your shoes and let out a sigh. Before you could follow them upstairs, Rúben gently grabbed your hand.
"Seat down on the sofa and get some rest. I'll take care of them." His voice was soft and so was his hand going up and down your arm.
"Okay!" He leaned in and you closed your eyes, anticipating a kiss. Instead, his lips met your forehead.
You noticed something strange about him. He was generally a calm and quiet person, but today he was even quieter than usual. You also realized that he hadn't kissed you since the day before, which was unusual as well.
In the bathroom, Rúben was drying Miguel's hair, when Thiago asked him something that caught him completely off guard.
"Dad?"
"Yeah?"
"Can we have a sister?" Rúben could swear his heart stopped beating for a few seconds. Was the world messed with him?
"What?"
"A sister. Just like Uncle Bernardo's baby."
It was hard to leave Rúben speechless, but his kids knew how to do that perfectly.
"Yes." Miguel intervened. "We want one."
"Having a baby it's a lot of work, especially for mum." Rúben finally spoke. "She needs to grow the baby inside her belly and sometimes that's difficult."
"We can help her. We can take care of her and the baby."
Rúben cursed in his mind. What was going on? He asked himself. Why was everything going back to the baby?
He was having the worst baby fever ever. He knew you wouldn't want to go through with it, so he was trying to hide it the best way possible, but the way things were going, it was going to be difficult.
"We'll think about that, okay?" He said so they could drop the subject.
After dinner, you sat down on the sofa with the family, watching a cooking show that you loved. For your luck, the two kids didn't care to watch what you or Rúben wanted to see. The only thing they cared about was cuddling against their dad, as it was not every day they got the chance to do so.
It didn't take long for Miguel to fall asleep in Rúben's lap. Thiago had his eyes still open, but you could see how tired her was and how hard he was trying to stay awake.
You hit Rúben's leg with your feet, catching his attention. "Miguel's asleep!"
He looked down and saw the boy with his eyes closed and mouth slightly open, sleeping against his chest.
"Will you bring Thiago, please?" He asked you, as he stood up with the boy in his arms, like he didn't weigh anything. You nodded and picked Thiago up. He didn't fight it and that only made you smile. A big smile.
The truth was that you had been horny since you got back, and Rúben walking around the house in shorts and a t-shirt that hugged his torso perfectly wasn't helping you at all.
You had been sitting on the sofa, hoping your kids would fall asleep soon so you could take Rúben to your bedroom, lock the door and just let him out in the morning and it looked like the lord had heard your prayers.
You tucked the two boys one last time in their beds and kissed their foreheads. They were the best thing that had happened to you.
Rúben watched you from the doorway, and memories of your pregnancy flooded his mind. You were always a beautiful woman, but carrying his children made you even more radiant. He couldn't be happier that you were the mother of his kids. And all he wanted was to have you as--
"Rúben?"
He got distracted again. He had been like this all day and you were starting to get worried. Had something happened? You thought.
"Sorry. Got distracted." You closed the door and followed him toward the living room.
"I can see that. Did something happen? You've been weird all day." You looked at him as he sat down once again on the sofa, his arm resting on top of it, highlighting the veins in his arms.
"I'm fine. Just tired, I guess." He patted the sit next to him, and you sat down. Now it was your time to cuddle against him. But you didn't want to cuddle. You wanted something else.
"You know," you started. "You haven't kissed me all day."
Rúben looked at you and smirked. "Oh, really?" You nodded and pouted. "Why should I be the one to initiate it? You didn't kiss me either!"
You didn't say anything to him, you just cupped his face and kissed him passionately. He was taken aback, but he soon responded by placing his hand on the back of your head, drawing you nearer. The kiss was intense yet tender at the same time.
You didn't have to wait long for a full make-out session on the sofa, but you knew you had to take things to the bedroom before your kids woke up and found you in that situation with their dad. To your surprise, he was the one who broke the kiss and pushed you away.
You weren't the only one horny, as you could see the bulge in his shorts. His eyes were dark and when he grabbed your hand and turned off the TV, you knew the night was going to be good.
Inside the bedroom, he locked the door and pushed you against the wall. Before kissing you again, he pulled off your his shirt and quickly pulled down your sweatpants, leaving you only in your non-matching underwear.
He cupped your face and kissed you fervently. You could feel every inch of him against you and that only made you even wetter.
As he tilted his head sideways and began kissing your neck, you took the chance to grab the hem of his shirt and pull it off. Even after years together, his body always made you bite your lip like it was the first time you were seeing him naked.
You ran your hands down his abs and Rúben unlocked your bra. When you tried to take off his shorts, he pulled your hands away, pinning them above your head.
He leaned his forehead against yours. "Shouldn't we use a condom?" His voice was deep.
You looked confused at him. "What are you talking about? I'm on birth control." You didn't know what was going on with him. You didn't even remember the last time he used a condom.
You brushed it off and pushed him back, making him fall in the bed. You quickly took off your panties and straddled him. You didn't give him enough time to think, because before he knew you pulled his dick out of his boxers and lined it up to your entrance before slowly going down.
Your head fell down as a moan left your lips. Rúben gripped your hips as you sank down, feeling you squeeze him the way you always did.
After you took a minute to adjust to his size, like you always had to do, you started to rock your hips. Rúben pulled your hair back and cupped your face, making you lock your eyes with his. You could see the pleasure on his face and that only made you move faster.
You had been so horny that you could feel your orgasm building up and so did Rúben, because he quickly turned you around, so you were on your back, with him now on top. His thrusts were deep and rough. One of his hands cupped your breast as he pinched your hard nipple, and the other around your neck gripping it, but not too hard to hurt you.
"Look at me!" He told you. "If you close your eyes, I'll stop." He leaned his forehead against yours and you opened your eyes. "You gonna cum?"
You swallowed a lump in your throat. "Yes."
It took only a few more hard and deeper thrusts and you were coming apart underneath him. Rúben's hand over your mouth, covering your loud moans. He didn't stop to let you recover, he only went faster, searching for his own orgasm.
Your nails were digging into his back and you started whispering dirty things in his ear, trying to make him cum, because if he didn't come sooner, the one having an orgasm was going to be you again. Not that you minded.
"Come inside me! I love when you come inside me."
Rúben was almost there. Almost there. But then there it was. His thoughts playing tricks on him. Once again.
"Rúben, I'm pregnant! You're going to be a dad!"
"Do you still like me fat?" - "Stop it, you're not fat, you're pregnant."
"It's a boy!" - "I knew it."
"It's a boy." - "Stop putting boys in me, Dias."
"I don't want to do it again. Don't be mad. I just can't." - "Love, it's okay. It's okay. We have two healthy boys. You gave me more than I could ask for. You're the most wonderful woman I know. I love you."
He groaned and quickly pulled out as he came on your stomach, the warm liquid spreading over your abdomen.
Saying you were surprised he pulled out, was an understatement. You were shocked. He loved to come inside you. He always comes inside you. Why was today different?
"Rúben--"
"Sorry!" His chest moved up and down quickly. "I-- I don't know why I pulled out." He lied.
"You're lying!" You knew him better than he knew himself.
Ignoring you, he stood up and went into the bathroom. He cleaned himself and grabbed a cloth to clean you off. He always took care of you.
You watched him as he cleaned you off in silence. All of a sudden, it was like he was sad about something. It was all going well, he was acting as the same lover as always, but at the last minute something switched and you weren't going to sleep until you knew what had happened.
After he cleaned you off, he put on his boxers, kissed your forehead and told you he was going to brush his teeth.
You took a minute to come to your senses. You pulled on his shirt that was lying on the floor and followed him into the bathroom, closing the door behind you for some reason.
"What's going on? And don't you dare say it's nothing."
Rúben looked at you through the mirror. "What are you talking about?"
You crossed your arms over your chest. "You've been acting weird. You didn't kiss me this morning. You've been quiet, only talking when I or the boys asked you something. And now, you don't want to come inside me? Like… What is it?"
Rúben was not a good liar. Never was. And when he tried to be, you always found out. So lying to you was only going to make things worse.
"I..."
"Turn around when you're talking to me, Dias."
He turned around and leaned against the bathroom sink. "I don't know how to tell you."
"Tell me what?"
"I'mhavingbabyfever!" He said it so quickly that you didn't even realise what came out of his mouth.
"What? One of the boys has a fever?" Your eyes widened.
Rúben let out a sigh. "It's not them, it's me."
You furrowed your eyebrows. "You have a fever?" You took a step closer and put up your hand on his forehead. "You're not even warm. What are you talking about?"
Rúben grabbed your hand from his forehead and placed it over his heart. "It's not that kind of fever."
You were feeling pretty stupid because you didn't understand what he was trying to say. "Is there any other kind of fever?" You were getting frustrated. "You're not making any sense."
He cupped your face and looked at you. "I'm having baby fever." He said slowly. You went numb at his words. "Seeing you holding Bernardo's daughter, and the fact that he has a baby girl, made me think how good you would look holding a girl half you, half me in your arms."
"I don't..." You didn't knew what to say.
"I know we said we're done having kids and I'm not trying to change your mind or anything, but this is hitting me harder than I thought it would."
"You know how bad I felt when having Miguel. I'm scared it'll happen again."
"I know babe, I know."
"Even if we attempted to do so, he cannot order for a girl." Rúben looked down and nodded. You felt bad for him. Being a girl's dad was all he wanted, but it terrified you to think of becoming pregnant again. "I'm sorry, that sounded way too rude."
"No, it's okay. I mean you're right, we can't choose what gender to have." He grabbed your hand and pulled you closer. You hugged him and he kissed the top of your head. "I only told you because I can't lie to you. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or bring up any bad memories."
"You didn't make me uncomfortable. You just caught me off guard, that's all."
"I know." He mumbled an apology and kissed your head one last time. "Let's go to bed."
It had been two months since that night. Rúben didn't bring up the subject again and neither did you. But you would be lying if you hadn't been thinking about another pregnancy.
"Is it really okay to leave her with you?" Ines asked for the hundredth time. She and Bernardo were going out for the first time since their daughter's birth, and you had offered yourself to look after her. "Isn't Rúben going to act, I don't know… weird?"
You chuckled. "He knows she's staying here. It's okay, don't worry."
"Are both of you doing well? Has he said anything again?"
"He didn't say anything else, but…" You ran your hand through your hair and let out a sigh. You sat down in front of her in the living room. "I need to talk with someone before I explode."
"What is it?"
You looked back to see if your kids were listening to the conversation. "Since that night, every time we have sex, he doesn't finish… you know… inside me."
"What? Wait, aren't you on birth control?"
"Yes."
"So why… Have you asked him why?"
You stood up and began pacing back and forth. "He told me he didn't feel comfortable and needed some time, but that was two months ago. The sex is still mindblowing, he's the same lover he has ever been, but I want him to.. yeah."
"Maybe you should tell him. You've been together since kids. You know him better than anyone, he'll understand."
Rúben opened the apartment door and was greeted by the delicious aroma of your cooking. The sound of his kids' laughter filled the house, bringing a smile to his face. He placed his bag at the entrance and walked down the hallway. As soon as Thiago and Miguel noticed him, they jumped up from the sofa where they were watching TV and rushed to greet him.
"Dad!" Rúben bent down and kissed their foreheads.
As the timer of the oven beeped, Rúben noticed that you were having a hard time juggling the baby and the food. He immediately stepped in and offered his help.
"Let me help you!" You turned around, surprised to hear him. You hadn't noticed him come in. You let him take the baby from your arms and you quickly took the food from the oven. "Hi, beautiful!"
As you placed the food on the table, you turned your head to see Rúben carefully holding the baby in his strong arms. The baby looked even tiny against his chest. He was speaking to her in a gentle and soothing tone, his voice sounding sweeter than usual as he smiled.
That was the moment you knew you were screwed!
"Oh fuck!" You mumbled to yourself.
It was like your bubble of illusion had shattered. Suddenly the memories of Rúben holding your kids when they were just little babies, made you come to the realisation that he wasn't the only one wanting to have more kids.
You were so afraid that a new pregnancy would be a repeat of the last one, that you couldn't even envision what you truly desired: a large family.
"You okay?" He asked you. "You're pale."
"Yes. Yes, I'm fine." You said. "Dineer's ready!"
You and Rúben were cleaning the kitchen in silence when Bernardo and Ines came to pick up their daughter and when they left it was like the house had become a bit more empty and so did you. Rúben noticed that you were very quiet and asked the boys to go play in their room for a while.
He approached you, hugged you from behind and kissed your head. "What's wrong? You're very quiet today."
"It's nothing, gorgeous. Just tired."
"Is that our excuse for everything?" He turned you around and lifted you on the counter. He got between your legs and kissed you passionately and slowly. "What's in that head of yours?"
You put your arms around his neck. "Do you really want to have more kids?"
Rúben moved his head away from your neck and furrowed his eyebrows. "What?"
You let out a sigh. "Today, seeing you taking care of Bernardo's daughter, made me realise how much I miss having a baby that small. Seeing you with a baby that small."
"What does that mean?" His heart was racing.
"It means I miss having your babies." Rúben's smile could light up a room. "But that doesn't mean I'm not terrified of the pregnancy."
He cupped your face. "You know I'm always here for you."
"I know and that was never in question. But at the end of the day, I'm the one pregnant."
"Babe, if you don't want another kid, that's okay."
"But I do!" You jumped from the counter, frustrated. "I do want to have more kids. Have you looked at yourself? Who wouldn't want to have your kids?" Rúben crossed his arms over his chest and laughed. "Shut up, Dias!"
"It's your call, babe. It's your body."
You groaned and grabbed his hand, dragging him into the bedroom. "I'm going to talk with my doctor first. But in the meantime we can practice."
"You know the kids are still awake, right?"
"We can be quick and quiet for now."
9 months later
"Congratulations, Y/a. It's a girl." You cried even more, realising that your baby girl was finally in your arms.
"We did it!"
"She's beautiful, just like you." Rúben pushed your hair out of your face and kissed your forehead. "I love you."
"I love you too."
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𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 - 𝐫𝐮́𝐛𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐬
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𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐢 𝐚𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐥!
she parks her car in front of their shared home more than ready to surrender to slumber after the day she had at school, the thesis had been weighing in on her so much that she felt like it had been ages since she saw her boyfriend of five years, rúben dias — if she wasn’t busy he would be playing, and if he wasn’t playing, she would be busy, she lets out a soft sigh then makes her way up to the front door with her bag slung over her shoulder, she unlocks the door then steps inside to be met with the scent of a home cooked meal which elicited confusion, rúben wasn't meant to be home in an hour, she thinks before the sound of utensils interrupted her thoughts. " rúben? " she asks.
" in the kitchen gatinha " his deep voice sends a wave of relief through her body eliciting a soft smile across her lips, she places her bag on the ground before walking into the kitchen to be met with the sight of her boyfriend, her shirtless boyfriend standing on the stove, he turns around with a broad smile. " hi baby "
she saunters towards him with a tired smile, standing next to him to get a look at what he's cooking, " pastel de nata? " she asks with knitted brows, " am i missing something here? "
rúben chuckles then shakes his head, " no "
" then why are you making dinner? " she wonders with a confused tone.
" because .... " he trails off, tilting his head to press a tantalizingly leisure kiss on the side of her neck, smirking when a breathy moan escaped her lips, " i want to spoil my very very intelligent and sexy girlfriend "
" what did you do? " she giggles, hooking her digits under his chin to get him to look at her.
rúben bites his lower lip which in turn caused her to narrow her eyes at him. " rúben " she said softly.
" remember when you said i shouldn't spend my money on you? " he said, his eyes glinting with faux innocence.
she lowers her head, blowing a soft breath before replying. " yes "
" i may have rented a yacht for two weeks then a nice stay at a beach house in amadora ... " he said with a soft smile, " and i sorted it so you don't miss a day from school "
" rúben " she sighs, " i can't just abandon my thesis "
" i know you don't, but gatinha you've been working so hard " he said with a soft tone, " it's been killing me seeing you so worked up, so please " he pecks her lips, then rests his forehead on hers. " please let me spoil you, you know why i love spoiling you " he adds with a soft smirk.
" because you're a horny teenager " she giggles.
a hearty laugh escapes his lips, it wasn't a secret that rúben's stamina due to his career was high at times that she barely could keep up, he pressed a featherlight kiss on her cheek, " can you blame me? "
" alright, when do we leave? " she smiled.
" in four days " rúben grins, pecking her lips again. " i promise, it'll be fun "
" it better " she giggles.
they packed their belongings; in a matter of four days, they were at sailing through the beautiful coasts of his hometown of amadora, it was bright, quite sunny but just the perfect weather for them - they would spend their mornings swimming, eating then top their nights off the best way possible, until one night as they lay under the moonlight, rúben had decided to divulge what he'd been hiding the entire time, " gatinha? " he whispers, his digits trailing up and down her bare arm sending shivers down her spine. " i need to tell you something! "
she lifts her head up, meeting his gaze with a confused look. " what's wrong rúben? " she asks with a soft voice.
he sits up, she follows suit and looks at him, " gatinha, i have been holding this for eight months and it hasn't been easy " he murmurs.
she tilts her head, confusion still evident across her features. " ok "
suddenly, his hand reaches inside of his short pocket to retrieve a small box, " i ... " he begins with a shaky voice, " my mother gave me my vovó's ... my grandmother's ring " he said with a nervous chuckle before adding, " and -um- ... when i spoke to your father three weeks back, i'd told him what my intentions were and he gave me his blessings "
her brows shot up in surprise, " oh? "
he opens the box revealing a simple yet elegant vintage diamond ring the shone under the moonlight, her eyes widened at the ring; then she looks up at him, " rúben? "
" gatinha, these five years have been a blessing " he said with a soft smile, " through the ups and downs, you stayed by my side and did not relent "
" because i love you " she smiles.
" and i love you, that's why i don't want to wait any longer " he said with a soft tone, " gatinha, you have been the light of my life throughout every moment, the good, the bad and everything in between and for that - i want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you so ... " he swallows the lump in his throat, " will you make me the happiest man in the world by marrying me? "
a broad smile adorns her lips, her eyes brimming with tears as she nodded just as he slipped the ring in her father; the pair exchanged a soft tender kiss that had instantly deepened when he pulled her into his embrace, " gatinha " he groans against her lips.
she knew from the tone of his voice, smiling against his lips she pushed him onto the soft mattress laid out on the yacht, then she climbed up on top of him, she leans down to trail soft kisses across the curvature of his neck, " what do you need meu príncipe? " she whispers in his ear.
he murmurs as a strangled moan escapes his lips, " need to feel your lips around my cock, por favor gatinha "
giggling at his request, she reaches over to untie the dress then loosen the material to hoist it over her head leaving her in just the bikini she was clad in - she leaned down to press feather light kisses across his bare chest eliciting soft breathy moans from his lips that shifted into a hiss the moment he felt the material of his short being pulled down allowing the cool air collide with the sensitive skin of his cock, " gatinha " he moans, " por favor "
her dainty hand wraps around the skin; then her lips followed, wrapping around the tip which in turn caused him to groan, " fuck " the shift in his tone sent shivers rolling down to her pussy, leisurely she takes more and more of his cock until the tip hits" the back of her throat, causing his hips to involuntary thrust forward, " yes ... gatinha, just like that " he sighs, his digits tugging her hair in response to the way her tongue traced every veins on his cock.
the combination of the cool air around them, the moonlight shining over them; the sounds he made, were enough to send her over the edge, her lazy strokes grew rapid in pace and in turn, so did the sounds escaping his lips, " gatinha, uma menina tão boa ... keep going, taking my cock so well in your mouth " he sighs, running his digits through her hair.
her movements shifted from gentle and leisure to rapid and sloppy, his breaths grew labored; before he could even make sense of things, his cock twitched inside her mouth, releasing warm ropes of arousal seeping down her throat, she continued to bop her head up and down, lapping up every drop until she pulled back to crawl up and kiss him passionately, " rúben " she whispers, deepening the kiss.
he understood what she meant, his hands reaching over to untie the bikini top, discarding it near the dress followed by the bottoms before she situated herself on top of him, his cock disappears into her slick walls, eliciting a unanimous sigh from the two of them, his hands grip her waist to allow her to adjust to his size, " gatinha " he murmurs, as his hands crawl up to knead and toy with her breasts, eliciting a whine from her. " come on menina querida, show me how much you love this cock " he cooed.
she nods with a lazy smile, placing both of her palms flat against his chest to lever herself as she started to thrust up and down his cock, both of them releasing labored breaths coupled with soft moans, her lips part softly allowing him to insert two digits inside eliciting a muffled moan from her, her gaze locks with his as her tongue rolls around his index and middle digit resulting in him thrusting forward to meet the rhythmic pace she set, " so good to me gatinha " he sighs, " keep going, i'm close "
the delicious friction of their thrusts coupled with the warmth enveloping them was all they needed to chase their highs together, an obscenely loud cry escapes her lips that was quickly swallowed by his lips, he wrapped one arm around her waist while his other hand landed directly over her one of her breasts, " you're such a good girl gatinha " he murmurs over her lips, deepening the kiss before his head tilts to trails soft lips over her her throat. " you don't know just how much you mean to me " he grinds his hips against hers lazily, matching the rhythm of his kisses. " i can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you "
their lips meet once again as a breathy moan escapes her lips, " me too amor, me too "
he pulls back and smirks, " do you know what that means? " his hips thrust once more.
she sighs, " what? " she whispers.
he thrusts again, moaning softly. " i'm going to spoil you as much as i want, so you don't get to say no if i buy you a dress, or if we go on a lingerie shopping trip so i can fuck you in that dressing room, if i come back with gifts, you'll proudly wear them while my cock is buried deep inside that -fuck- " he groans, " that amazing pussy, so ... you have no choice "
she giggles lazily, " i guess i don't have a choice when it comes to your love "
he grins, " my love is as big as the ocean " he pauses before playfully adding, " and as big as the cock you're taking "
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Hi, I just read your Miami fic and it was awesome! If your requests are open, could write more Rúben smut, where is making love you to during your anniversary night, him being really gentle and end up with cockwarming until morning xx
Anniversary | Rúben Dias Imagine
Rating / genre: M (18+); smut, fluff
Pairings: Reader x Rúben Dias
Summary: Y/N and Rúben have soft anniversary sex.
Warnings: Explicit smut, oral sex (f receiving), explicit talk, unprotected vaginal penetration (don't do it!!! stay safe!), hair grabbing, use of pet names "baby", "babe", "princesa", size talk just for a sec, google translated portuguese
AN: Thank you so much. I loved this request, I just had to deliver <3 They have sex in the morning, I hope this is okay with you :) enjoy x
Word Count: 2 143 words
This is a work of fiction. The story, names, characters and incidents either are product or the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Your eyes opened slowly as you were dragged out of your dream. You felt fingertips gently trailing up and down your bare spine, the touch a familiar one.
Rúben laid next to you in bed, though he’d been awake for a while. The noise coming from the raging storm outside had stirred him out from his own sleep. He enjoyed laying in the dark, listening to the storm and tracing shapes onto your skin. He loved to feel the movements of your steady breathing under his touch, it brought him comfort that nothing else could.
Your eyes adjusted to the dark, watching lightning flash behind the sheer curtains. You had no idea what time it was, the storm making the sky pitch-black.
“Good morning, meu amor.” he spoke in his deep, husky morning voice. You rolled over to face him, offering a sleepy smile. He leaned in and kissed you slowly. Nothing about this morning was rushed. You and Rúben were in your own little world.
Your fingers went into his soft hair, deepening your kiss.
“I’m sorry I didn’t get home earlier last night.” Rúben apologized softly when the two of you split for air.
“It’s okay, amor.” you said quietly, letting him slot one of his legs between yours.
Rúben had gotten caught up at the Etihad Campus the night before, filming content for the City youtube channel, and you were already in bed when he’d finally returned. He had managed not to wake you as he climbed into bed and you were just happy to wake up to him in the morning.
His lips were back on yours then, his hand on the small of your back pulling you closer to him. He had stripped down everything before getting in bed the night before and you hadn’t bothered to get dressed after a bath.
It was all skin-to-skin contact, warm and soft, as you sleepily made out in bed. You sighed quietly into Rúben’s mouth and he smiled against your lips.
“Happy anniversary. Eu te amo.” you whispered softly as he kissed your neck and he hummed against your skin before pulling back to look at you.
“Happy anniversary, princesa. Te amo mais.” he said, rolling you over so he was on top of you.
You shuddered as thunder shook the house, rolling through the city. Rúben smiled gently down at you and you exhaled deeply as he kissed down your body.
“You’re so beautiful.” he hummed against your skin, making you blush at his sweetness.
“It’s dark.” you giggled quietly.
“I know what you look like.” he defended himself as his tongue pushed out from between his swollen lips, flicking over the perked bud in the center of your breast while his long fingers knead and twist the other. You tilt your head back, your eyes fluttering closed as your jaw falls slack, panting breaths filling the quiet between the two of you. When he scrapes his teeth over your sensitive skin, your breath comes out as a moan and you can feel his lips curve into a smile against your breast.
Rúben’s knee disappears from between your legs, leaving your damp, throbbing center with nothing to push against, and you whimper slightly. “Shh..” he murmurs against your skin and shifts his body so that he’s on his knees in front of you, pressing his mouth to your sternum, down your stomach as his fingers grab greedily at your hips.
When he looks back up at you, eyes hazy and heavy with lust, bright red spots appearing over your skin where he’s mouthed at your body, hair mussed from his fingers, Rúben can’t stop himself from letting an eyebrow slide up, a smile forming on his lips.
When he leans back into your body, his lips fast and sloppy now as he presses wet, open mouthed kisses to your stomach and hips, you let your head fall back against the silky pillow and your fingers ghost up to curl in his hair. Rúben’s hands slide behind your thighs, gripping the swell of your ass before he tugs you, to the edge of the bed. You jerk forward, grateful for the closeness he has created as his shoulders press in between your thighs.
“Rúben- ” you whisper and you realize it’s the first word either of you have spoken in a while amidst the sounds of moans and panting.
“Shh, babygirl.” he says, taking your face in between his hands. He brings your face to his, pressing a gentle kiss against your mouth “Let me love on you.” he pulls back from your lips and his hands slide to your shoulders to gently push you back against the bed. Rúben’s head dips and you feel his warm mouth pressing against the top of one thigh, then the other. When his hands grip your knees, sliding your legs farther open, you feel your heart racing in your chest with anticipation.
Rúben’s facial hair tickles where it comes in contact with your thigh as his mouth trails down the inside of your thigh, pressing a gentle kiss where the skin dips between the swell of your thigh and your sex. When he replaces his lips with his teeth, biting suddenly and harshly, your thighs try to come together, closing around his head as you gasp. You relax your muscles as his teeth ease and he pulls back slightly to run his tongue over the indents he’s left behind in your skin.
You push a hand into his hair, pushing the bangs back and digging your nails into his scalp as his head dips to the other thigh. Rúben replays the same touches, biting and soothing your soft skin on the other side, and you feel your chest rumble with a moan as you think about the matching bruises you’ll be sporting on the insides of your thighs for the next few days. His fingers slip in between your folds, sliding through the slick arousal that he’s built in your core.
“Ohh, Rúben..” you whisper, not sure what you’re going to say - maybe, “you don’t have to.” or “please, just put your dick in me..now.” - but he cuts you off.
“Don’t speak.” he says, glancing up at you from between your thighs and you can feel his words against your throbbing centre. You hold his eyes with your own for a moment, seeing the glint of lust and passion in his, and nod slowly.
“Be my good girl.” he purrs, the words slightly muffled as he presses them into your slick lips and you feel a shiver running down your entire body.
With one last glance up at you, Rúben’s mouth presses to your core, parting your swollen lips with his fingers so he can slide his tongue from your throbbing hole to the swollen bundle of nerves above it. His tongue, wide and gentle, slides over your pussy, forcing you to roll your hips slightly over his face. His nose brushes against your clit with the motion and you gasp at the friction. Rúben takes this as a cue, bringing his mouth up to the sensitive bead and sucking it between his lips. He rolls his tongue over it then around as he suckles gently. Your fingers curl, scratching his scalp as you slightly force his face closer, desperate for more.
“Oh, God..” you gasp, your back arching slightly and Rúben’s hand disappears from where it’s been kneading the soft skin of the inside of your thigh. Two of his fingers are suddenly pressed against your hole, teasing before sliding in easily in your vagina. You feel him filling you, knuckle by knuckle, as he continues to move his tongue over your swollen bud.
Rúben’s fingers curl inside of you before he pulls back slightly, beginning to use his hand to thrust deep into the part of you that aches with how badly you want him, how badly you need him. His fingers slide against your walls, satisfying that part of your brain that’s been crying out for more. Amidst your own panting and whimpers, you hear him say something, mouth still between your legs and you push his head back from your thighs.
“What did you say?” you ask breathless as your chest expands rapidly, your cheeks hot as he looks up at you.
“I love you so much, baby.” Rúben says, and the look on his face is like he’s drunk “‘I’m so lucky..” he says again, fingers still thrusting in and out of you with each word “..lucky to know you..” he presses another kiss to your other thigh “..lucky to touch you..” his mouth is against your clit “..lucky to love you.”
He runs his tongue over it, to ghost over your sensitive bud, bringing it back between his lips, and this time he lets his teeth scrape gently over it right as he slams his fingers deep into your body. The feeling that’s been building in your core, the tightness that has had you writhing under his touch, suddenly peaks and your jaw drops open, your hips thrusting against his hand and mouth as your fingers grip his head.
Rúben’s fingers make smaller pushes now, gently guiding you down as he keeps his mouth in place, his tongue running over the pulsing swell in his mouth. Your muscles tighten around his fingers, gripping him as you spasm through your release. When your body finally eases, the muscles in your body loosen as your release washes through your body, Rúben pulls his hand away from you, sitting back on his heels as he wipes the back of his hand over his slick chin and lips.
Despite the storm outside, you felt safe with Rúben and you were melting in the softness of the moment.
“Ready?” Rúben asked, kissing your lips before settling between your legs. You reached your hands out to him and he intertwined his fingers with yours, kissing the backs of your hands.
“Want me to hold your hands?”
“Yes, please.” you nodded and he smiled in the dark.
Your breath caught in your throat as Rúben eased inside of you. He praised you for taking him in so well and you breathed as you adjusted to his cock. You never quite got used to how big Rúben was, despite your frequent sex life. Once he bottomed out, he stilled for a few moments to let the dull ache subside.
“I love feeling you stretch to take all of me in.” he hummed, and you squeezed his hands. His lips brushed over your cheekbone, pressing gentle kisses on your face.
“Rúbenn..” you moaned as he slowly rocked his hips, pushing all the way into you. His breathing grew heavier as you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.
You let go of one of his hands to pull him down to kiss him passionately as he continued to thrust into you. You were like velvet around him, every part of you so soft. You were addicting and Rúben was mesmerized by how perfect you were for him.
“Rú, I- I want- ” you were cut off with a gasp as the head of his dick brushed against your g-spot.
“Tell me, amor. What do you want?”
“I want to be on top.” you got out through whimpers of pleasure.
Rúben snuck an arm under you, holding you tightly against him, staying nestled deep inside of you. He moved to sit up against the headboard, your legs still wrapped around his hips. You wrapped your arms around his neck, moaning into his mouth as you rocked your hips against his, nearly crying out at the deeper angle.
“I love seeing you ride me like this.” he praised, reaching down to gently massage your clit, feeling your walls tighten around him. You kept your movements slow and steady, the pleasure making Rúben’s head fall back. You kissed the column of his throat, his deep moan sending a wave of arousal through you.
“Babe, I’m so close..” you whimpered and he increased the pressure on your clit, making you cry out his name.
“Cum for me, baby..cum all over me.” Rúben breathed and a shiver rolled down your spine. You rolled forward as you came, squeezing your husband’s shoulders. Your breathing became uneven as your nerves sparked with electricity. The sight of you coming undone above him had Rúben spilling inside of you with a deep moan that echoed through your bedroom, mixing with a boom of thunder.
I love you’s were murmured in the dark, kisses pressed to your head as you caught your breath. You laid on Rúben’s chest, keeping him buried deep inside of you, even after you were done. You squirmed a bit at first, but Rúben rubbed your back lightly and your eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of being full.
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𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬
a/n: just smut no real plot, this is for @moodkvller & @anifffff my favorite ruben lovers🤍
summary: ruben makes you feel good after he left you a little sore from your session the night before
warnings: fluff/smut 18+, fingering, oral f receiving, m masturbation, pet names,
you woke up in your shared manchester penthouse with you boyfriend ruben. you turned over to see the sun shine on ruben’s tan, toned and naked body. the night before was rough and passionate, the only clothing in the bed was his shirt you put on because he didn’t want you to be too cold after he pounded you so good. your pussy had knocked him out cold, he was snoring and fast asleep with his big semi erect cock touching rested on his stomach. you only felt a little bit sore from last night which was normal when you and ruben went for multiple rounds, in this case three.
you put your hand on his cheek and caressed it leaving pecks on his forehead to wake him from his deep orgasm induced sleep “wake up baby”. his eyes slowly opened and he smiled at the sound of your voice, his favorite sound was the voice of his princess. “bom dia meu amor” he grabbed the back of your neck with his enormous hands pulling you in for deep kiss. you climb on top of his exposed lap completely forgetting you had no panties on. “ohhhh baby why must you get me hard so early” you couldn’t help but rub your cunt across his hard throbbing cock. he rose up to make out with you while you rested your arms on his shoulders. your tongues danced in each others mouths as you swallowed ruben’s deep raspy growls and he took in your soft whimpers. he grabbed your back and turned you over getting on top of you. ruben inserted two of his fingers in your pussy slowly “is it sore from last night?” he looked at you with the most adorable puppy dog eyes, you could tell he was concerned he hurt you with his cock because there’s times when he forgets his size and how it could effect you. “it’s just a little sore but it feels good when you’re gentle” he smiled giving you a kiss on the forehead “te amo meu amor i’ll go slow for you, i don’t wanna hurt my princess”. he continued to finger you until you came, he pulled out his finger sucking your arousal off of them “do you want me to make you cum again” he said this with with his chin on your chest with those eyes once again. you ran your fingers through his hair and you couldn’t resist how soft and sweet ruben has become since his aggressive dominant self from last night. “yes baby go again” he kissed your torso down to you clit and you let out a a scream “are you okay baby?” he just wanted to make you feel good, the thought of hurting you or not making you cum hurt his soul. all ruben wanted to do was make love to you, when you had sex it was never just fucking. “i’m okay i’m just really sensitive from the first time i came” he kept sucking on your clit and you kept moaning so loud the whole city could hear your angelic screams “i love the way you moan for me princess” he could tell you were getting overstimulated which he knew you loved so he increased the speed of his tongue and moaned against your clit so you could feel the sweet vibrations of his voice. he made you cum twice and you were so caught up in the moment that you didn’t realize he was stroking himself the entire time. your caring strokes through his hair made him close “baby i’m gonna cum can i-” you caressed his chin “do it on my stomach rubs” he released on your skin, and collapsed on top of you passionately tongue kissing you “te amo meu amor i want to spend the rest of my life with you”.
ruben carried you to the shower and he washed your body off and you did the same to him. he proceeded to make you breakfast before he went off to training. before he left you could help but embrace his lips at the door “amor i have to go” ruben laughed holding you “ugh okay, i love you” “i love you too, when i come home we’ll finish what we started this morning” he kissed you again and bit your bottom lip before walking out the door winking at you and quickly glancing at your breasts.
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Ruben dias nfsw alphabet
Omg I'm so so sorry you had to wait this long for your request! Hopefully you can forgive me, I really do hope you will like this! 🖤
Rúben Dias NSFW Alphabet 🖤
gif credits to @pensat-i-fet
Warnings: sexual themes, smut below the cut.
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Two words to describe Rúben: sweet and caring. He is very affectionate during aftercare. He makes sure you’re okay, especially if he’s been a little rough with you. He's very attentive with you.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Rúben isn't exactly "humble" when it comes to his physical appearance. He works so hard to always be in the best shape he can, to make his body the machine it is, so it's not a surprise that he likes the results that his body shows. But if there's a part of his body that he prefers, it has to be his torso, and that's because he knows the effect it has on you. Being the tease he is, he takes every chance he gets to walk around the house wearing nothing but some shorts or some sweatpants (that of course are hanging too low on his hips for your own sanity). He absolutely enjoys your reaction upon seeing his exposed skin, especially when he notices the way your look makes its way from his broad shoulders down to his v-lines, your eyes getting bigger and bigger as they take him in... still not as big as his ego gets though.
He adores every inch of your body, and that’s not a secret. But there’s something about your hands that drives him insane. When he’s feeling more cuddly, he loves to lay down with his head in your lap while you run your fingers through his hair… but God help us when he’s horny: he craves the touch of your hand on him, as it drives him wild to see your fingers wrapped around his dick. Not to mention that he loves when you run your nails down his back as he pounds into you; that literally sends shivers down his spine.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
There’s not an inch of your skin where Rúben wouldn’t cum on (or better where he didn’t cum on). There’s a few options though that he enjoys the most: on your lips or inside you. When he’s feeling more dominant he likes to finish on your lips, as there’s nothing that spurs him on more than seeing you on your knees with your mouth wide open just waiting for him to cum. He loves the feeling he gets when he cums inside of you as well though: he doesn’t really know if it has something to do with the intimacy of the moment, or the primal instinct of getting you pregnant with his baby.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Looks can be deceiving I’d say. Rúben seems to be a control freak (and he actually is most of the time), but he’s willing to let you have control in bed. More than willing actually as he secretly adores when you take the lead. It drives him nuts seeing you do as you wish with his body; the sounds he makes when you’re on top of him, speeding up the pace as you ride him while he can’t do anything else but look at you, are enough to let you see right through him and through his “façade” though (let’s hope his teammates won’t discover this, or else he’s never going to hear the end of it!)
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
He had his fair share of women, that’s nothing new. Of course he’s experienced, he knows how to work your body, and how to turn it into putty in his hands.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
He loves when you're on top of him, riding him; that gives him the chance to see you getting lost in pleasure at your own pace. But if there’s something he likes even more is to have you at his mercy, right below him, as he pushes himself inside of you while he looks you directly in the eyes.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Rúben is usually very composed, he never lets anyone see right through him; yet, in your most intimate moments he lets his guard down with you. If something has been bothering him, he might be a little bit more on the "serious" side: he would feel the need to keep you close, to touch you as if by touching you he could ground himself (after all, physical touch has always been his love language). But of course his mood changes the more things heat up: he might want to be in control at first, pushing into you with slow, deep thrusts while he concentrates on the feeling of your body reacting to his... then as his thoughts get clearer and his mood gets lighter, he would get more playful, he would shower you with kisses and laugh breathlessly as he enjoys you squirming under him as he tickles you with his beard.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
He’s well trimmed; he loves to look nice and neat, always checking if his hair and beard are alright (and it’s really no different “down south” 🤭).
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Rúben loves the intimacy of your shared moments between the sheets. For him it's not just sex, of course, you're his safe haven, the only one he can let his guard down with; he's really grateful to you for that, and he always makes sure to show you how much he loves you. He knows what you like, what you want from him, and since you're always tending to his needs, so is he: he likes to worship your body, to take his time so he can caress every single inch of your soft skin, knowing full well that the feel of his hands on you gets you going; his low, raspy voice would whisper in your ear, sweet words mixed with dirty ones; his lips would be on your neck and chest in a matter of seconds, and he would set the pace depending on what you want, on what you plead him for. Because what his "good girl" asks, she gets.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Rúben doesn't usually have to. He definitely prefers the full act, that goes without saying; but if he's away for a game and he's in the mood for some "fun" he wouldn't hesitate to call you or FaceTime you: the longing he feels for you mixed to the sound of your voice, your sighing, the sight of you losing yourself in pleasure as you touch yourself while he does the same, all of this can have him cum in a minute. And if you can't pick up your phone, then you would tease him endlessly with dirty texts or pictures that leave little to nothing to imagination... knowing damn well that he would use them, and that he would make you pay for it one he gets back home.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Rúben likes to have sex, of course, and to try new things with you (if he has your consent, surely). When it comes to kinks, he has definitely a breeding kink; this isn't new to you, he always loved to cum inside you. But while you went on with your experiments you discovered another few kinks of his: like the good control freak he is, he's into orgasm control, especially edging. He loves to bring you close to the edge and to stop when you're on the brink of it, there's nothing that can make him feel as powerful as watching you beg for your release (he likes when you're the one edging him as well, he would be a liar if he told you otherwise). He's into blindfold sex too: if he can't see you, or you can't see him, all of your other senses will be enhanced, making your rendez-vous even more interesting.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
At home. Anywhere at home. There's not a single room where he wouldn't have you (or better, where he didn't have you). Rúben loves having you all for himself, he loves the privacy of your home, and the safety it provides him.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
It's you. You're his motivation. Your smell, your looks, your taste, the sounds you make...everything that has to do with you spurs him on.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Anything that would make you feel uncomfortable is a big NO for him.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Rúben's tongue is skilled af. He knows that, he can see how good he is on your face when he's going down on you: you moaning his name, the accelerated breathing, your chest rising and falling quickly, the way your fingers run through his hair... all these things turn him on more than seeing you on your knees for him. So he's definitely a giver. (That doesn't mean he would turn you down if you offered him a bj though.)
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
We all know THE sex playlist. He likes to use it to set the mood, and let's say it might happen that the playlist sets the pace too. Usually though, Rúben likes a slow, sensual pace, that gives him the chance to push himself deep into you, to feel every inch of you wrap around him in the most intimate way, while you both lose yourselves in each other's hold.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Rúben generally prefers the full act to quickies. He loves to spend as much time as he can worshiping your body and making you feel good. But there’s something about the “urgency” of a quickie that he can’t get enough of: for example, if he’s been away for a game and the need for you has made him go crazy, he doesn’t even let you say a word that he’s already on you (and in you).
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
He's definitely up for trying new things, and for taking some risks as well. It happened more than once while you were out for dinner with some of his friends: his hand would sneak under the table and grab your upper thigh, he moved his fingers so damn close to your core you felt yourself clenching around nothing from the anticipation of his touch... a touch that never happened though. (The look you gave him, once you saw him smirking at you, told him the only thing he was seriously risking was losing his head, and not the one on his shoulders)
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Rúben's body is trained to endure physical exertion, so he can go for at least a few rounds. During sex he focuses on you, he's too busy trying to make you cum as many times as your body can take to think about his own orgasm. He's more than satisfied to cum with you when you're both unable to take any more of each other's teasing, so he can definitely last for long if he decides to. (But if it's you who's in control of the situation, it could happen that he doesn't last just as long...)
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
He isn't a big fan of sex toys. But he doesn't deny that he might want to try them with you sooner or later.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Rúben can play so dirty if he wants to. He takes every chance he can get to tease you: from walking around the house almost completely naked, to brushing his body against yours when he's passing you by, or moaning out loud while he tastes the food he's cooking while you're standing in the kitchen with him... he knows he's ridiculous when he does so, but he likes to play this game with you, because he knows once he's done with you, you're going to tease him back, and he loves it.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He is loud, so loud. Rúben knows how much you love his vocal side, so he's not keeping his raspy voice, his grunts, his moans and his sighs from escaping his throat... in the end he knows he will enjoy the "effect" those sounds have on you, so why should he stay silent??
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
The first time Rúben tried blindfold sex with you happened after you went out clubbing. All the dancing, and drinking and your body rubbing on his put his self control in trouble; when he couldn't resist you anymore, he took you home. Needless to say, he was on you as soon as you walked inside your house. His needy kisses quickly turned into a make out session, and as soon as he ordered you to jump in his arms you obliged, wrapping your legs around his waist, not bothering if your black tights would get ruined by his jeans. He took you to your bedroom and undressed you in a haze, but when he started to undress himself you stopped him. "I wanna try something new babe..." you told him. "What is it?" he asked. "Do you trust me?" you whispered in his ear, he hummed in agreement, "Then close your eyes." you ordered him. He did as he was told, and you started to kiss down his neck, opening the buttons of his black shirt too slowly for Rúben's liking. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see your tights on the bed and smirked, "Can you sit on the bed for me baby?" you asked Rúben, he did and you kneeled behind him; you took your tights and after you warned him to keep his eyes shut, you softly put them over his eyelids. "Is this okay Rúben?" you asked him, before tying the blindfold. "Fuck..." he growled, you could see him gulping while he searched for your hands behind his head, "Tie it baby, it's okay." His voice was low, he did like it. Once you tied the blindfold, you removed the shirt from his torso and Rúben chuckled "I can hear you breathing faster baby, see something you like?" he teased. "I see so many things that I like..." you breathed against his lower stomach, right above the waistband of his jeans, and he shivered while goosebumps appeared on his taut skin. You quickly undid the buttons of his jeans, and helped Rúben slide his clothes down his long legs, kneeling in front of him. He stood there fully naked now, his dick was already hard and it made your mouth water. You slowly ran your nails up his calves to his thighs, making him growl; as your nails got higher and higher, you started to leave open mouthed kisses on his lower stomach, right above his dick. "Jesus Christ I love your idea babe..." he rasped, as your ministrations were getting to him. "You haven't seen anything yet...and you're not going to until I'm done with you." you breathed against his cock before taking him in your mouth.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
He’s over the average, but he’s not too big or huge for that matter. He’s just right. And, the most important thing is that Rúben knows what to do with it.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
He’s usually very collected and concentrated on whatever he’s doing, but not when you’re around. He’s unable to keep his hands off of you, and his concentration is quick in flying out of the window... as his mind immediately goes blank and the only thing he can see is you. So his sex drive is high, of course, whenever you're around.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
He's not quick in falling asleep, as he loves to cuddle with you once you've both caught your breath. He loves to feel your naked body against his, your legs entwined with his while your arm circles his lean waist. When he senses you're close to falling asleep, he lets you relax in his embrace; he always wants to be the big spoon, so he can wrap his arms around you and shower you with kisses: kisses on your cheeks, kisses behind your ear, on your still naked shoulder... and he doesn’t stop until he feels you've fallen asleep.
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I found your page a couple of days ago and i love all your stories. I hope you won't be overwhelmed with the amount of Rúben dias requests you're about to receive from me 😂I would like to request something with ruben like oc is heavily pregnant and craving something weird (whatever weird this that comes into your mind lol) and he is laughing and teasing her about it lol, and oc us having non of it. Make it fluffy please 🥺
Thank you so much in advance
cravings
craving during pregnancy is something we all are aware of, rúben even looks forward to it from the moment you broke down the news you were expecting. but what if you ask for something he doesn’t even know it exists?
rúben dias x you
part of dad!rúben collection
wc: 2k
note: something that’s been sitting way too long in the vault because of the research I had to do about this but only now finished bcs I had spurts of inspiration suddenly so surprise, surprise it’s a double update! LOLOL but as usual, I happen to write at dawn so this is not beta-read yet!
“gatinha,”
at your whisper, rúben stirred from his sleep. his eyes immediately spotted the clock on the bedside table. the numbers drawn 3:00 in the big, fat analogue font across the screen.
“uh, what is it?” being the alert husband he was, he turned around to face you in no time. “is there something you need?
you were already seated on the edge of the bed, meaning you had just finished from your early morning toilet trip. ever since you became pregnant, the little trip was a new routine for you—and maybe the majority of other pregnant women in general, and everyone around him who had become fathers before him had warned the footballer to watch where the mother was going.
that, and the last thing he needed was for you to slip somewhere when he wasn’t watching, when he couldn’t be any help for you. rúben and you had been waiting for your very own rainbow baby for years, so when you were granted one, it was within his most important priority list to make sure both you and the child—whose gender was still unknown yet; not even born yet and they already resembled your shy nature—happy and safe.
“are you okay?”
you didn’t hide your fascination towards the man in front of you, hair disheveled and eyes blurry with drowsiness. 5 years of marriage and you still found him endearing, even more so when he was now turning protective and alert all the time, borderline the leader of a pack with the appearance similar to a mother hen.
“i am, don’t you worry,” you said, your hands stroking the side of his face, feeling the little hairs growing to become stubbles in near future. “but i’m starving.”
ah… the infamous early morning craving.
you had never personally asked of anything alike before, contrary to what everybody else had been advising rúben that there would be a time where you would be craving something eventually in a very ridiculous time of a morning. four months in, and you were yet to show any signs of it so rúben naturally thought you were going to be an exception case. but look where they were now.
with a smile so apologetic for having to wake him up like that, rúben melted into the warmth your smile exuded. “of course, meu anjo. should i get my keys?”
rúben might be many things but you didn’t believe one chance that he was a psychic. “do you even know what i want to eat?”
“uh, mcdonalds?”
in any other time, you would’ve laughed at his meek attempt to guess your mind. given t was early in the morning, mcdonalds was supposedly a reasonable choice since it was open 24/7.
but you did not, in under any circumstances, want to touch your feet nearby that chain of foul fast food. besides, you were pregnant. didn’t your husband consider that the unhealthy intake of food would do no good for their baby?
rúben must’ve noticed the change in your demeanour. “did i say something wrong, my love?”
“yes, don’t assume anything you don’t know of.”
ah… this one rúben was familiar, the rapid change of your mood he had his money run for the fastest rollercoaster on earth, so he apologised instantly and asked you again what you wanted.
“remember the time when we travelled to asia?”
“you mean, our honeymoon?”
oh, you were so not having your husband being mr. i-know-it-all. “one more of that and i’m walking out.”
the threat was enough to make rúben circle around the bed before kneeling down in front of your frowning figure. not because he was a loser, but because he knew you might actually do it. you had a capability to do it, you always do, which was why he was drawn to you in the first place.
but he didn’t want a runaway wife, pregnant on top of that, so he quickly apologized again. “what about it, baby?”
“i want durian.”
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what on earth is durian?
rúben sighed as he stared at his phone, the screen frozen helplessly for how many tabs he’d opened up in the browser. he rubbed his face rather roughly, due to the frustration, as he sat on the cover of the toilet and pondered his life choices and its respective life expectancies.
no one—literally no one—had warned him about the effect of any slip of tongue around a pregnant woman.
you were the calmest person he’d ever met, never wanting to bite off someone else’s head because it drained your precious energy. which rúben agreed to, and had been a devoted student of yours in terms of anger management on and off the field. but it was getting very hard to keep his own composure intact when you even lost yours.
ironically, rúben realised that one of you should still stay sane for the sake of everyone in this household, now inclusive of the unborn baby and it didn’t look like it was going to be you anytime soon.
so realistically, he couldn’t say to you that he didn’t remember a thing—not even an ounce of it—that you both had seen the fruit in question during your honeymoon. according to you, though, you both were even mesmerized by the look but decided that the possibility of dying because of the foul smell was larger than the delicious taste. as a result, when was the best time to try the exotic fruit than now, at 3.30 AM, when you were nearing the fifth month of pregnancy?
thus, his final resort to the internet, hoping for a miracle in the amount close to how much he needed to create the apple of his eyes with you.
but of course, the search engine didn’t show anything that could help him save his own lifeline this early morning from a pregnant wife that was so ready to stab the knife to his chest. the best option rúben got was to visit chinatown and head to the fruit market.
with a particular note from a lovely reviewer that the fruit was subject to a particular season—durian season, as the asians called it. if you were to seek for the spiky fruit beyond the particular calendar, then you either (i) got one that tasted as foul as it smells, or (ii) came home empty handed.
but of course, you wouldn’t get it, would you? rúben had already had it in his head you were going to wail at how incredulous his justifications are—what the hell is a durian season? we have spring, summer, autumn and winter and not durian! he could imagine—and would accuse him of trying to get his way out of the hard labour of satisfying you craving. worse, you’d scream out rúben should be responsible for this because he was the one who knocked you up and not vice versa.
other times, the footballer would just laugh it off. even at first, he did so and thought you were the cutest thing in his life, an actual living plushie. now, he just didn’t know what to do…
“what takes you so long?”
rúben jumped slightly at the question thrown at him from behind the door, the only thing separating him and his thoughts with the rest of the world and their expectation towards him. “nothing, meu anjo. i’ll be out in a minute.”
“good, because we gotta go. i’m sleepy already but the baby needs to eat.”
the husband closed his eyes once more, regulated his breathing, visualizing the flow of his breath before letting them out slowly—just the way you taught him how—before coming out of the loo. “baby, can i ask you one thing?”
you looked up, and rúben felt bad because you were already dressed and ready to go out and fight the coldness of an early morning. “what is it?”
“what if we go and have the durian in the morning?”
“rúben, it’s already morning now,” you clicked your tongue impatiently. “what are you saying?”
“i have a place to go already but they’re only open later at 8.”
and pregnant silence fell upon them, no puns intended.
“why at 8?”
“because that’s when the market opens,” rúben sat again in front of you, his hands were rubbing the back of your hand and on top of your knees respectfully. “i’m afraid we’ll have to go to chinatown to get them and it’s only open then.”
rúben was so ready with your fit, so he was rather surprised to hear you answer, “okay.”
okay?
okay?!
okay!
good god, the mood swing had returned it honestly felt like rúben had just jumped off the cliff with bungee jumping.
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rúben was the one not okay that morning.
you turned out to opt out sleeping that night, despite being cuddled by your husband—which was your favourite way to go to sleep, even faring better than being lullabied—but rúben forgot you were living your life for two people for these nine months, so you still had a bar of energy and excitement while he had to drag his feet to the en suite bathroom.
you were literally counting in seconds as to when you’d get to the chinatown. your legs were involuntarily shaking from excitement, while he’d become more sensitive due to the lack of sleep (per his standard). as soon as the car stopped at the parking lot, you ran to the nearest entrance and lost yourself in quest to find the fruit. it wasn’t even 8 AM yet.
rúben had to call and asked you to share your live location, in case you were lost. but you were already moving in a pace so different than those mothers he’d gotten to know lately due to the parenting class, there was no way he could catch up.
“where are you?” as soon as his phone rang, he picked up, panting from the endless count of steps inside a huge market. “i cannot find you.”
coincidentally, you happened to call rúben in order to tell him that you were going to line in a queue to a small shop selling imported exotic fruits. the small hadn’t been open, yet there was already a waiting list, and in your dictionary of words it should only mean that the said shop was relevant to be called the local’s favourite.
“there you are,” rúben was about to comment
like a lucky charm, they were called in to make their purchase not long after.
you had your eyes already set on durian, so when the uncle asked if you wanted to eat at that place or bring home a peeled one, you didn’t hesitate to have them immediately. besides, you didn’t know how to split durian into two and whatnot.
“oh my god, so damn good!” you didn’t waste a minute to dance your little moves that you made to indicate you’re happy at that moment. “i can eat this every day for the rest of my life!”
good god, please help me.
“you should try, baby!” you were so excited to share your happiness with your husband, one hand holding a tiny bit of yellow and ready to be shoved into rúben’s mouth. who could deny such endearing request? “you’ve never had one before!”
and that was also the last time rúben had a bite of that yellow, mushy inside of durian. apart from the smell, he decided he didn’t like the texture and the bitter aftertaste.
but that was him. you, on the other hand, were munching the fruit as if it was going to be your last time seeing that scarce fruit. it appalled rúben too even at the length and amount you could eat in one seating. and looking at that, seeing you were this elated, it also made him full—in every sense of the word, literally and figuratively.
when you were done with the last chunk, you grinned at him, rather sheepishly. maybe you were drunk from the fruit, maybe you were shy because you just let out one hell of an appetite. “thank you for coming here with me.”
“anytime, my love, but we’re not doing this again. okay, meu anjo?” rúben wiped your fingers one by one from the sticky texture, internally wincing at the stinky smell. “promise me that.”
“sim, meu amor.”
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I Hate You
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summary: you and Ruben are haters with benefits when suddenly, you start craving for more
pairing: Ruben Dias x Y/N
genre: angst, fluff, maybe a little suggestive it’s a mix of everything really
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You were about to fall asleep when you heard the door slam meaning Ruben was gone. Today was a stressful day at work and all you wanted to do was to forget, which is why you called him drunk. Your arrangement with him was simple, you hated each other any time other than when you were fucking. It started when you shouted at each other at a house party and ended in you getting screwed against the door of a bathroom mumbling ‘I hate you’s and ‘I know’s.
That’s when you made a deal, this was the only way you could blow off some steam and be in each other’s presence. You of course kept this a secret from everyone, they would never approve of you being haters with benefits with Ruben but you weren’t complaining. It wasn’t emotional, just physical but tonight after having a terrible day with your boss screaming at you nonstop, you wished you could ask him to stay. However, you bit your tongue and let him go, just like every other time.
Your cravings for affection didn’t stop there, you were constantly feeling lonely and this caused in an increase in your calls for Ruben. Before this you called each other maybe once a week but now your hand was reaching to your phone every other day. You could feel his gaze on you wondering what’s going on but he knew you weren’t that close so he never asked. You, once again called him at 1 and he answered groggily.
“Hey”
“Hey, I’m sorry were you sleeping?” you asked already regretting it.
“Yeah, what’s up?” he sounded so tired and you couldn’t bring yourself to ask him to come to you.
“I was just calling to see if I can come over?” This was the first time you were offering to drive to his, any other time you’d meet at your place because it was way more convenient for you.
“I actually have an early training tomorrow and as much as I’d like to shut your fierce mouth, I’m gonna have to pass.” he said and you could hear the smirk on his lips.
“I hate you.” you said
“I know baby.” he replied knowing how much you hated pet names, but this one only made you sad. You hung up with an empty feeling, was this sudden neediness caused by him or by you going through tough times, you wondered. It didn’t matter since either way, Ruben wasn’t the answer for your problems. You hated him and he hated you and you were just fuck buddies.
You tried sleeping but couldn’t so that’s when you decided to open your dating app, you used it every once in a while but stopped after your first time with Ruben. You never had a rule about being exclusive but he fulfilled your every need so you didn’t have the need to look for someone else but tonight, you were lonely and in need of company and you also needed to get Ruben out of your mind at least for a while.
That’s how you met Luke, he matched with you almost immediately and was happy to meet you at this hour. After some inspection you figured it wouldn’t hurt to have him come over and he obliged. He was a very handsome and tall guy with mid length light brown hair and green eyes.
“Hey” you opened the door and he was standing there with a small bouquet of flowers.
“Hi, how did you find an open flower shop?”
“Oh I was just keeping these in the freezer in case a pretty girl like you asked me to come over.” he sassily said.
You spent some time getting to know each other over glasses of wine since you just met and one thing led to another and you found yourself on his lap while he was kissing along your neck and exposed breasts. You were so lost in the moment you didn’t even see the text Ruben sent you.
“Are you still awake?”
You and Luke finished shortly after, which wasn’t anything compared to what you had with Ruben. It was good and you had an orgasm but it lacked the passion you and Ruben shared. When you had sex, it was hot and full of emotion even if they were hatred but you and Luke just satisfied each other. You asked him to stay the night and he could leave in the morning since it was late and he agreed. You were in mood for some cuddles and he gave them to you.
In the morning when you woke up he was already gone and you felt relief. You weren’t in the mood for an awkward conversation where he thinks you’re in love with him but you also couldn’t deny feeling a presence in the bed while sleeping made you feel better and you wished it was Ruben holding you.
It was now 4 p.m. and you were pretty much done for the day, sitting in your office when the door knocked. You went to get it and were surprised to see Ruben standing there.
“What are you doing here?” you asked still mad about last night.
“Hello to you too Y/N, I’m good by the way.” he smiled annoyingly and pushed the door open inviting himself in.
“Ruben I’m serious, why are you here?” you asked as he walked in the kitchen to get something to drink but his steps came to a halt suddenly and you were confused. You followed his gaze and found why he’s being weird. His eyes were set on the flowers Luke brought.
“Who are these from?” he asked after a moment nonchalantly but he slowly walked over to them to find a card inside.
“Just a friend.” you replied not knowing how to put it.
“Do I know the said friend?” he was trying so hard to not be obvious but it was clear he was interested. That’s when you decided to tease him.
“No, you don’t.”
“And he sent you flowers because…” he trailed off hoping you’d finish his sentence.
“He didn’t send me flowers Ruben, look why are we talking about this, why are you here?”
“You didn’t answer my text and I was worried you did something to yourself because you couldn’t have me.” he pouted and you remembered why you hate him, so full of himself.
“I saw your text today but I was busy.”
You walked over to the living space and he followed you.
“Hey, what did you mean when you said he didn’t send me flowers?” he inquired.
“Ruben what’s this interrogation about some flowers?” you asked annoyed.
“Just tell me” he pleaded.
“He didn’t send them, he brought them.”
“When?” his head snapped back.
“Last night.” you answered truthfully
His eyes immediately turned darker and his jaw clenched. You averted your gaze feeling weird about the whole situation. You didn’t think he would be bothered by this.
“I didn’t realize you were seeing other people.” he mumbled under his breath but still kept his cool.
“I mean we’re allowed to, aren’t we? I was feeling lonely and he agreed to keep me company.” you jabbed making him realize this was after Ruben turned you down.
“I didn’t know…” The room fell silent neither of you dared to speak. You took a deep breath.
“Ruben this whole deal isn’t working out for me, I don’t want someone to leave the second they come, I don’t need any titles or a ring but I need more than just hate sex.” you finally confessed.
“I- uhm” he couldn’t even form a sentence but this was enough for you.
“Look I’m not pressuring you into anything Ruben, it’s just, I don’t think this is going to work out.” you breathed and he had a sad face throughout your conversation.
The talk ended minutes ago but Ruben didn’t move a muscle to get out, nor did he speak.
“Are you okay?” you finally asked concerned about his demeanor.
“Yeah, I just think you’d never feel like…” he trailed off again.
“Like what?”
“Like I do.” he said as your eyes met, you couldn’t even tell if he was being serious.
“Ruben look if this is a sick joke, I swear…”
“No Y/N this isn’t a joke. Believe me, it’s been torture pretending like I still hated you because you were definitely doing so and I thought I was going crazy.” he rambled on as you grabbed his collar and crashed your lips into his.
He quickly reciprocated and deepened the kiss while lifting you up just for you to sit on top of him. You hungrily attacked his neck and a loud moan escaped his lips at the contact. You used this opportunity to remove his shirt and kept exploring his body while his hands were on your hips slowly helping you roll back and forth and this time, it was his lips on your neck and behind your ear.
“Ruben” you mewled “Take me to the bedroom”
He happily obliged carefully sitting up and carrying you with your legs wrapped around his waist. He was holding you like you weighted nothing. As he was passing by your kitchen he made a stop, slowly going in. You were utterly confused but let him do so, he held one hand under your hips while picking the flowers from the vase and throwing them in the bin. He definitely was a petty man, your petty man.
“I hate you.” you laughed but didn’t even care about the flowers.
“I know” he smiled back continuing kissing you.
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rúben blurb — #1
you can all thank dilara for rotting my brain with dad!ruben thoughts, also i think this singlehandedly cured my parents issues
you hated loosing your patience with your daughter, but tatiana drawing on her bedroom wall was your last straw after a long day of terrible news. you always felt awful for screaming at her, especially after the big brown eyes she got from her father welled up with tears.
you let her stay with rúben while you tried to distract yourself with grocery shopping. when you opened your front door still guilty about the whole screaming fit, your house was nothing like when you left it. it was now filled with laughter and a divine smell was luring you to the kitchen. but before you could take a step inside and find out the object of your craving, rúben's tall figure blocked the entry.
“no, no. you take a seat, i have a special chef cooking something for you.” he added a little wink, a silent ‘don't worry, i got this’. you sat down waiting for your little surprise, that revealed itself soon enough, in the shape of a lovely 6 year old girl covered in flour, her tiny hands full of a big plate of pancakes.
“i'm sorry mommy, i didn't want to make you mad.” her little voice, made you forget about every other trivial matters of today. you immediately took tati on your lap, and stroked her hair.
“i wasn't mad at you meu anjo (my angel), mommy just had a bad day. i shouldn't have screamed at you, i'm sorry tati.” you covered your daughter's face and hair of little kisses when rúben joined you two and placed a kiss on both your heads, before taking a seat next to you.
“did you cook these by yourself baby?” you asked to your daughter pointing at the perfect pancakes, she laughed a bit and shook her head.
“no daddy helped me, but i cracked the eggs myself!”
“did you now? i'm so proud of you my little chef, you might have to replace daddy soon.” you knew tatiana was over the moon with the little tasks that were handed to her, and you took the opportunity to tease your husband as well.
his large, flour covered, hand, squeezed your cheeks together, “i'll always be my girls' chef, but i can take a little rat under my hat.”
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phrase 29 & scenario 30 w/ ruben dias?
You got it 👍🏽
Minors DNI!!
Word Count: 321
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“Doing so good, baby.” Ruben praised, his fingers buried deep inside your cunt, your juices dripping down his hand.
Your eyes were squeezed shut, thighs trembling as you did your best with keeping them open for him.
Ruben leans in closer, his lips brushing against your ear. “Wanna cum on my fingers or my mouth?”
“B-both.” You whimper, moving your hips as his fingers work inside of you.
He looked up, a smirk spread across his lips, “yeah?” His movements began to slow.
“Like this?” He smiles, leaning down, his fingers part your folds, his tongue licking along your slit, teasing your entrance before moving up to your clit, sucking gently as his fingers curled inside of you.
You gasp, throwing your head back into the pillows. “Yes, oh yes!” You cry out, bucking your hips.
Your hands resting on the back of his head, pushing him further in between your thighs.
“Does this feel good?” His brown eyes peek up at you from in between your legs, the squelching noise becoming louder as his fingers move faster.
Nodding your head frantically, another cry escaping you as his fingers brush against your sweet spot over and over again.
Your eyes roll back, breathy moans leaving your lips as your back arches. “So good, it feels so so good.” You moan.
Ruben placed his arm across your lower stomach to keep you in place as you began to squirm.
“Ruben, please.” A whimper fell from your lips as your legs started to shake again, trying your best to hold back as the knot formed in your stomach.
He knew you were close, just by the way your walls clenched around his fingers - “I know, baby.” He murmured, his tongue circling your sensitive bud, pushing you over the edge.
“Oh god- oh fuck!” You cried out, back arching as your orgasm took over, his name falling from your lips over and over again.
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All yours (Rúben Dias x Reader)
**So I got a couple of requests to write about being on holiday with Rúben after he posted some holiday content. And a more specific one involved this sort of fwb situation with some jealousy in the mix that inspired me a lot. And this is what I came up with. I always appreciate any feedback but this time it'd be interesting to know your thoughts since the tone and vibe (not the topic itself completely) of this is similar to a Rúben series I need to continue working on. So it'd be amazing to know how you guys feel about it. Enjoy reading!! ❤️**
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"You're coming with us to our holiday, right?", asked Rúben when you got out of the shower.
"I don't know".
"What do you mean you don't know? You've travelled with us for the last 5 years. Do you have better plans?"
"I just…I don't know if it's the best idea now that…you know".
He got closer to you, smirking. "I might be having memory problems. Now that what?"
"You'll have other problems if you don't remove that annoying smug grin from your ugly face", you said, rolling your eyes and making him laugh.
When you tried to walk towards your closet, he stopped you wrapping his arms around your waist.
"Do you mean", he said, leaving kisses on your neck, "now that we stay in each other's beds instead of the guest rooms during our sleepovers? Because I only see that as a bigger reason for you to be there. I'm sure we'll find a way to have some alone time".
"But this is just something casual, Rúben. You’ve said it many times. What if I cockblock you? Or worse…you cockblock me!"
You noticed his arms holding you tighter for a heartbeat before he let go of you.
"We'll be fine. Please come with us, the boys always want you there. I want you there. You know that".
There was something in his tone that made you stop. Did he sound a bit…sad? But why would he? It’s just the summer holidays.
“Where are you going anyway? Same as always?”
“No, we’re going to Miami”.
He looked at your reaction, knowing you’d wanted to visit Miami for years. That was actually one of the reasons why he suggested that place as an option in the first place.
“I mean…”.
“I’ll send you the info when I finish booking everything”.
“I didn’t say yes, Rúben”.
“You said it with your eyes”.
“Oh yeah? What are my eyes saying now?”, you asked, glaring at him. “Stop smirking! You’re so annoying!”
"We are going to have so much fun!"
"Nothing is going to happen there. No one can know about this…arrangement. Or we'll never hear the end of it".
"Try and be a bit more quiet, then".
He was still laughing when the pillow hit his face and you took that opportunity to go get dressed. And to start planning what to pack for Miami.
**
"I'm so hungover", you said when your little group of friends was waiting at the airport for your flight to the US.
"You sit with Rúben, then. He's probably still hungover too from the celebrations".
"As long as he doesn't puke again…".
"You're all so funny", said Rúben, rolling his eyes. He wasn't hungover but really tired after such a long season.
"You take the window seat. I'll be sleeping most of the time, anyway".
"Ok".
Trying to get comfortable, you started to notice it was a bit chilly on the plane.
"I need my jacket and your brother has my bag. I'll be right back", you said, trying to get up but Rúben stopped you.
"Just wear my hoodie", he took it off and put it in your lap, but instead of taking it you just stared at it. "What?"
"It's just that, wearing your clothes…that’s like couple stuff. And we’re not a couple".
"It's something you've done your entire life. Don't try to make it weird just because we are sleeping together now".
"Rúben!", your eyes widened and you also noticed the man sitting to your left staring at you two.
But he just shrugged and put his headphones on, ready to watch a movie. So you took the hoodie and put it on before trying to fall asleep quickly. But seeing Rúben sitting next to you made it harder to sleep. This whole friends with benefits thing was fun. I mean, it was Rúben you got to sleep with. But it was also…weird. You had always been friends and how were you supposed to go back to just friends once one of you found a partner? And why did that idea feel so wrong right now?
"Can't sleep?", he asked when he looked at you and saw you staring at his movie.
You shook your head, sighing.
"Come here".
"What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean. Come closer so you can cuddle me. You'll fall asleep quicker".
"You think so highly of yourself, Dias…".
But you did as he said, moving closer so you could put your arms around his waist and place your head on his chest. His arm was around your shoulder and his hand kept caressing the top of your arm. And even if you were overanalyzing a gesture that was so normal for you two, in just a couple of minutes, you were already sleeping.
**
Sleeping on the plane meant you were ready to enjoy the rest of the day once you landed in Miami. Everyone else just wanted to go to the beach and rest but you were itching to go out to explore the city.
"Come on!! It's so early. Let's go find somewhere to eat and then we can walk around the area".
"I'll go with you".
When Rúben spoke, everyone looked at him and you started to worry about them suspecting something. He was always volunteering to be with you, no matter what you suggested.
"Cool, Rúben can go with you and be your bodyguard for tonight".
"Bodyguard?"
"We aren't going to let you run around all alone in a foreign country…and at night".
"You don't even let me run around my hometown", you muttered, rolling your eyes at how overprotective they all were.
"You are like a little sister to us. We have to protect you. So off you go with big bro Rúben".
Shaking your head, you turned to leave the hotel, noticing Rúben right behind you.
For the first couple of minutes, you two walked in silence. You were too busy staring at your surroundings to say anything. And then you noticed Rúben putting his arm around your shoulders.
"What are you doing?"
"There are some weird guys looking at you".
"Thank you, big brother. What would I do without your protection?"
Rúben didn't find your sarcasm funny and when you were walking past an alley a couple of seconds later, he made you both walk inside it so he could push you against the wall and kiss you.
"I'm not your brother".
"You aren't my boyfriend either".
He shook his head, looking like he wanted to say more but not doing it. "Let's keep walking".
When you got back to the hotel, a part of you was hoping he would ask you to go to his room. Or that he would follow you to yours but he only wished you a goodnight and left you outside of the lift.
That's where you found him and the rest of the gang the next morning.
"Ready for today?"
"What's the plan?", you asked, hoping they didn't just plan on staying at the beach all day.
"Breakfast, beach, sightseeing and night out".
"I love that plan", you said, clapping your hands. "Maybe we can go shopping too".
After you had some breakfast, you moved to the private area of the beach so you could relax on the sunbeds for a couple of hours.
"I need sunscreen on my back!", you said, lifting your arm that held the bottle until someone grabbed it. You didn't even know who did, but when you placed your head on the sunbed, you saw Rúben sitting a couple of sunbeds away from you. So it wasn't him.
You closed your eyes, trying to relax. But anyone who bothered looking at Rúben's face would have noticed the tension in his features. He knew neither his brother nor his friends were interested in you in that way. They really meant it when they said you were like a sister to them. But still, seeing another man's hands on your body filled him with rage. He wanted to be the one putting the cream on your back and shoulders, leaving kisses all over your body while he applied it. But he had to look from afar. And it ruined his mood for the whole day.
By the time you made it to the hotel, you only had 30 minutes to get ready. But you already planned some cute outfits for the nights out so you ended up getting ready in less than half an hour.
"You're wearing that?"
His friend's words made Rúben look up.
"We are not doing this, boys. It's just a dress".
"One of us by your side the whole time, yeah", they joked.
"You'll have to catch me first!", you laughed, running outside of the hotel and making all your friends get up quickly to follow you.
You were so busy looking behind you that you didn't notice someone walking in front of you until you bumped into him.
"Oh my God! Sorry".
"It's ok", he said, holding your arm to steady you. "Are you ok? Were you running away from someone?"
His concern made you smile. And the fact that he was cute didn't hurt. "My friends but as a joke. They are alright…and right there".
"And they are all men".
"Yeah", you laughed. "But they act like little boys most of the time".
When they got to where you, and a stranger, were, they didn't know what to do. It was always hilarious to you how they didn't understand the concept of you talking to other men. You were one of the lads to them, but in moments like that, they realized you weren't a lad.
"We were going to grab a drink at a bar, do you want to come with us?"
"Sure", the guy, Sean, said. And you introduced him to everyone before making your way to the bar.
To say that Rúben wasn't happy would be an understatement. He just kept staring at you and Sean, while you were laughing and dancing. It should be him doing that with you, not a random dude whose last name you didn't even know.
"Another drink? How obvious".
"What are you muttering, grumpy?", asked his brother, who knew more than you and Rúben thought.
"Nothing…but I mean, what's that? The third drink he buys for her? We all know what he's trying to do".
"We are here to avoid that, stop worrying. No one is hurting her while we are around".
"I don't know. Maybe she wants it. Maybe she wants him".
Everyone could hear the bitterness in Rúben's voice.
"When she should want you, right?"
Rúben cleared his throat, not wanting to look at his brother after being so obvious.
"Do you think I don't know about you two?"
That made him look. "How would you…".
"You're not as discreet as you think you are but I get you wanted to keep it a secret so whatever", he shrugged. "What I didn't know was that there was more".
"More?"
"You couldn't be more jealous, Rúben".
"It's just something casual. But she's my friend…".
"No, she's my friend. That's why I'm careful to look her way every once in a while just in case she needs me. You are just looking at him and fantasizing about breaking his nose, probably".
Rúben shook his head and left to go to the bathroom. He just needed to splash some cold water on his face to hopefully get his common sense back. You were just friends with benefits. He didn't get to be jealous.
"Hey, bro".
Of course, it had to be Sean who he found in the bathroom. "Hey! Having a good time?"
"Do you have to ask?", he laughed, and Rúben didn't like that laugh at all. "Your friend is so hot. Is she good in bed too? She has to be, right?"
"How would I know? She's just my friend".
"Right…if my group of friends had a hot chick like her in it, we would all be just friends. Of course".
"What are you insinuating about her?".
Sean didn't realise how much bigger than him Rúben was until they were almost face to face.
"The way you all joke, the way she dresses…and she just invited me to buy her drinks before she even asked my name. Do you want me to believe you haven't all at least tried it once? I know girls like her".
Rúben pushed Sean against the wall, lowering his voice to try to not make a scene. But making sure his voice was menacing enough for Sean to get the message that he could break his nose, like his brother suggested, very easily.
"You don't know her at all. And what you're going to do is go out and excuse yourself and leave. Or you'll regret every word you've said about her…and all the ones you thought but didn't say out loud. Am I clear?"
Sean swallowed and nodded. And Rúben moved back just enough to allow him to leave the bathroom but to also take note of how strong Rúben really was.
He took a couple of deep breaths before going out and when he did, he couldn't believe what he saw. Not only was Sean still there, one of his hands was on your waist and he was whispering things in your ear.
Without saying a word to anyone, he walked towards you two and when Sean saw him, he just smiled.
"You don't want to make a scene here, do you?"
"What are you talking about?", you asked, looking from Sean to Rúben, confused about the whole situation.
"We are leaving", said Rúben, grabbing your hand so you can follow him.
"What? No! Why would I leave? I'm chatting with Sean".
"The guy who calls you a whore the moment you're not around? No, you are coming with me".
"He called her a what?"
All of your friends were now surrounding Sean. But you didn't care about any of them, tired of their overprotective nature towards you. So you let go of Rúben's hand and got out of the bar.
Rúben followed you, worried about your reaction.
"Wait! Stop walking. You're not even going in the right direction!"
"Maybe I'm going in the right direction because I'm going as far away from you as possible!"
"You didn't hear what he said about you. It was disgusting".
"If I want to be with a disgusting guy, it's my problem!"
"Now you're being ridiculous. Should we let you be taken advantage of?"
You finally stopped walking and turned to look at Rúben.
"What do you want from me? You are confusing me so much that my head is fucking spinning! First, you want us to just be fuck buddies and nothing else. Then you act all jealous whenever I talk to a guy but you keep on going out with girls so…how does that work? Do I get to be jealous too? Or it's only you who can?"
Rúben didn't know what to say. Because he was the first one confused by what he felt.
"What is it, Rúben? Because I don't know. And now you do what? Defend my honour? As if you were my boyfriend".
"You didn't hear what he said about you", he repeated, still mad at Sean's words.
"Let me guess. He thinks I'm fucking all of you, right? Like literally every man I meet that finds out I have a group of friends with only men in it", when you saw Rúben's face, you let out a sad laugh. "He was going to be a one-night stand, Rúben. Not my future husband. Who cares what he thinks about me?"
"I do! Hearing him say those things about you…".
"I said it the other day and I'll say it again. Rúben, you aren't my boyfriend. Stop acting like you are".
He swore under his breath when you started to walk again.
"Let's change that, then".
"Change what?"
"Let me be your boyfriend".
This time you stopped walking but feared turning to face him. Those were the words you had been dying to hear since the day you kissed while watching a movie months ago. You expected him to tell you he felt the same way about you. That he had been in love with you for years too. But he just proposed the stupid friends with benefits arrangement. And you said yes because at least you got to have him in some way. But it wasn't enough. You kept pushing him, telling him you weren’t a couple when he acted like your boyfriend. You wanted him to react. And he finally did.
"Don't just say it because you are angry at a dude calling me names, Rúben. You don't get to play with my feelings like that".
"I'm not playing. I thought I was scared of losing you as a friend but…I was just scared of facing my feelings. Of telling you how I felt and seeing you rejecting me".
"How do you feel?"
"I love you. And I know it's not the first time I tell you that but …I don't mean love as a friend. I mean, that too, of course. But I'm also in love with you. And I have been for a while"
He didn't know how to interpret the tears in your eyes. But a hug was always a good option, right?
"I love you too. But I need all of you, Rúben. Not just the little bits I've been getting these past months. It’s all or nothing".
"You have it all. All of it. I'm all yours. And I need you to be mine".
"I already am".
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a taste of something sweet - ruben dias x reader.
quick sum: fiance! ruben coming home after the cwc final, and not being able to spend a single second away from reader. seeing her with family has him confessing more than he originally proposed for. insta au included at end! tiny smut, so minors dni! 🤍🎄
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psa🗣️: hi angels!🤍 miss you all! it’s been a MINUTE since i posted for ruben, but here’s something for us ruben girlies for christmas time! hope you enjoy! 🤍🎄
“ruben!” you squealed, waiting for him to fully come in before throwing your arms over his shoulders. ruben let out a deep chuckle, and picked you up behind your thighs, sighing in content at being with you again. you had the biggest fear he wouldn't be back before christmas eve, and that your plan to have both families over would be ruined. expect that wasn't it, and here stood your world champion.
“i missed you so much princesa,” ruben set you down and kissed you deeply, grunting in delight at tasting your cherry lips again. “me too you have no idea, but you're back and that is all that matters to me,” your foreheads leaned into each other, as you ran your hand through his hair.
“i passed by to get the last minute stuff so we could pack into the coolers, and i got you these as well,” ruben walked to where his luggage stood, locking the door first and then pulled out a bouquet of white and red roses, smirking at your awe reaction. “they’re are gorgeous ruben,” your finger traced the petal, bring the bouquet to your nose and smelling the flowers. “thank you belo.”
ruben blushed at acknowledgment, wrinkled crinkling in his eyes. he kissed your forehead before dragging you into the kitchen. “i know i called you earlier, but i want you to know how proud i am of you handsome. a treble winner, supercup, and now a world champion? you have no idea the immense feeling i have for you, and to see you smiling after these past weeks? my heart is just full of joy.”
ruben had been quiet these past week, from training, to recovery, to the games and unexpected results, it was taking a toll on him. he didn’t show much emotion, let alone tell anyone how he truly felt, but you could read him from the back of your hand. if he needed you there he was, you vowed to that after he proposed after the unforgettable night in istanbul.
if he needed space you would respect that, waiting as much as much time he need to process and then come find you fully. if he wanted to talk and express how he felt, he would pull you into his chest, whispering and not fully saying too much out loud, just enough for him to get into a stable mindset. if there was anything ruben looked forward too or longed for, it would always be you.
“my heart is complete with you, always princesa, eu te amo,” ruben said with a deep and groggy voice, enlightening a spark inside you hearing the three words you would never get tired of hearing. it didn't feel real, to have a man like him make you feel this way, to be head over heals, to finally find that stability and security with a man who never has taken you for granted and appreciated you through the good and bad.
ruben and you spent the whole night finishing last-minute gift wrapping, and he went on to teach you his favorite portuguese cookies, opting to also make some for his family and yours. you hadn't seen your parents or sibling in weeks, and this time was perfect, being all together in a cabin, and spending your favorite holiday all together.
ruben couldn't go to sleep for some reason, continuing to talk about the season they were having, and also about the final they had just won. he also made some wedding talk, surprising you since he usually wasn't one to give an opinion unless it was about a venue, food, or invites. part of him was also nervous to see your families all together, unsure how it would play out.
he eventually fell asleep, feeling slightly guilty since he knew you were tired, and stayed up specifically to wait for him to come home. he kissed your nose and whispered a small goodnight, eventually falling asleep on top of you, finally getting the earned sleep since he could only do that when you lay with him.
ruben ensure your luggage and coolers were safely secured in the car, making the trip up north to meet your families together. the two of you were the first to arrive, having time to go buy some groceries, and unpack. although that became hard as ruben couldn't keep his hands off of you, whispering dirty words into your ear that finally made you cave in.
he longed for this. craved for this. he took his time with you, relishing every single second before your families came. groaning at the sounds you made, his name falling from your swollen kissen lips, the scratches you were leaving all over as the pleasure became to much. he was utterly obsessed with you, hitting every spot till you crumbled beneath him, ruben not far behind.
maybe it was your hormones, but you shed a tear or two when seeing you parents all over again, especially your brother who brought his wife and newborn baby up to the cabin. it was not different with ruben’s family, giving them a hug and kiss on a cheek, asking how their drive up went. catching up with his mom, and cousins.while making dinner for a whole.
it was a great idea you had gone shopping prior or else you'd be stuck, as the snow immediately came down after 4 pm. that night was spent with pure laughters, sharing old memories, drinks being poured every other few 30 minutes, and proposing goals for the new year to come.
the day of christmas eve, everyone was up to go skiing, the tour guide showed the spots you could go and safely succeed skiing. you were more than grateful it was a private part of the cabin, no cameras or fans coming up to you, you knew it came with a footballer boyfriend, now fiance, but you would never quite get used to it.
ruben was attached you, some could say maybe had separation anxiety as he always looked around to ensure you were okay, like a lost puppy. he would plaster a huge grin when he met your eyes, sending you a glance to check in if you were okay, you would nod and send him a wink.
after coming back from skiing, everyone either took a nap or began to get ready for the evening. the tree was filled with gifts, the kitchen smelt like homemade ingredients and scents, and every corner you turned was decorated with lights. you turned on a few candles and set the table, ensuring everyone had a glass and utensils.
ruben and you snuck in a shower together, avoiding his hands as he clearly desired more, but it felt too risky. you wouldn't have been able to look at anyone the same if you did had done something, or even heard you in the smallest way possible.
“gatinha, you look so beautiful,” ruben whispered, as he came up behind you, wrapping his muscular arms around your waist and placing a small kiss on your neck. his nosed traced all the way way to your shoulder, not being able to get enough of how you looked and smelled, it was driving him crazy. you wore an emerald-colored silk dress, with small white kitten heels, and your hair down.
“I know we have been together all day, but it feels like i havent been able to see let alone hold you,” ruben sighed, sounding slightly upset about it. you swiftly turned around and kissed his lips, feeling as he suddenly pulled you closer, releasing a small giggle from you. “i know me too, but i promise, once everyone is asleep we can make good use of the fireplace okay?”
ruben reluctantly agreed, walking out hand to hand out to see everyone either playing a game of poker, cooking, or watching tv. you insisted on helping in the kitchen, even if it meant washing dishes or almost slightly burning yourself. your mom and his mother conversation flew, as they talked about their teenage/ adult years, and apparently a romance show the two couldn't stop gushing about.
later on, so your sister-in-law could get a break, you offered to help her watch the baby. to ruben’s surprise, he found himself glancing from time to time, a part of him wanting that with you one day. the way you cradled the baby, swayed side to side, kissed their cheek, and adjusted their beanie and blanket to make sure they weren't cold. right then and there ruben knew you were forever for him.
“come here, i know your still cold,” ruben said, bringing you to his lap, the weighted blanket covering both your bodies as you watched the fire grow slowly. it was late, too late, but the two of you couldn't sleep. ruben rubbed your back, constantly placing kisses on your head and the bridge of your nose.
you held onto the mug filled with hot chocolate, ruben dipping the cookies he made into the drink and eating them from time to time as you discussed your futures. he loved the sound of your voice, just like you did as well, it was a common thing shared among you. “i hope you know one day you'll be the mother of my kids one day y/n…” he randomly rambled.
“What?”
“you’re gonna be such a great mom one day, and i can’t wait for us to finally have mini us in the house. you mean so much to me i never want to be apart from you, i want to share everything with you,” ruben confessed, watching as your eyes went crazy to search for a tint of lies or regret. but with ruben? everything was always honest and serious, which you loved, as you valued communication.
“thank you for staying through my best and worst. for keeping my head up high and never letting me down. for me to able to come home to the woman of my dream waiting for me. to have an inspirational and loving person along my side anywhere i go,” ruben continued.
“we made that promise no? when you proposed to me? nothing will ever separate us, and i hope you know that you won't get rid of me that easily. you’re it for me ruben, have been since the first day i met you. and i can’t wait for what's to come for us,” you said smiling, kissing the red tip of his nose and then lips, where he immediately closed his eyes and snuck in. “i love you querida.” just like the fire grew in the fire place, the fire inside your chest did as well. “merry christmas, ruben.”
“merry christmas, y/n.”
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rubendias: lovely way to spend christmas after being a world champion! merry christmas cityzens! 🩵🤍
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username6000: handsy aren’t we now ruben…
johnstones: sure that picture wasn’t meant to be left in your photos?
↪️ rubendias: nope ☺️
bernandosilva: love you two! merry christmas 🩵
↪️ yourusername: thank you benny 🤍 tell isa we send our hello’s 🤍
user19: HE IS SO BEAUTIFUL WTF?
username3928: y/n why are you allowing him to post these selfies? 🙄🙄
↪️ yourusername: i haven’t. he knows he can’t post stuff like this knowing i’ll go 😵💫😵💫
joaofelix: tu mano ruben 😂🤣
username1087: y/n my gf 😣
↪️ rubendias: she’s actually my fiance ☺️
mateokovacic: 🩵
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Back Home
Pairing: Rúben Dias x Reader
Summary: Rúben comes back home from his vacation to surprise you early in the morning.
Word count: 1128
Author’s note: English isn’t my first language. Also, first time writing for Rúben.
The day before was the most exhausting day in recent weeks. Last night you came home, showered, ate dinner and by 8pm you were already sleeping on the couch with the news on in the background.
In another country, Rúben was finishing packing his bag. He wanted to surprise you and decided to go home earlier than you thought.
After the champions League,
You woke up later, feeling chilly. It was dark outside and the TV was still on. When you picked up your phone from the coffee table, you saw that it was already 3am. You let out a sigh and hid your face on the pillow. You didn't want to get up and leave the comfort of the grey coach, but since there was no blanket, you had no choice. Damn you, Manchester weather!
If only Ruben was here! He'd have picked you up in bridal style and put you to bed, as he had done so many times before. You missed him. The flat felt empty and bigger without him.
Despite the time, you decided to text him without really hoping he'd reply. You just wanted to tell him - again - how much you missed him.
Y/a: Just woke up on the sofa after falling asleep watching the news. I wish you were here… to put me to bed or give me a blanket 😂 I don't want to get up.
You turned off the TV and the room became even darker, the only light coming from outside through the windows. Not even a minute had passed when your phone vibrated in your hand.
Rúben: I knew that was the only reason you had me around. And I was beginning to think we had a special connection. 🤡
You smiled at the text.
Y/a: Don't worry, that's not the only reason I keep you around 😉
Rúben: If you say it is because you can be closer to Stones, I'll block your number.
You couldn't keep the laughter inside. You and Stones had become good friends quickly after being introduced by Rúben. Such good friends, that Stones - and obviously you - loved to tease Rúben every chance you got.
Y/a: I'm sorry babe, but have you seen him? He's like... Perfect!
Rúben: I'm blocking you! Bye.
You ended the conversation by sending him the emoji blowing a kiss. After getting up from the sofa, you had a glass of water and then went to the restroom. Once in bed, you pulled the covers over yourself. Just as you were about to drift off, your phone buzzed. It was a message from Rúben.
Rúben: If you're not already, please get up from the sofa and go to bed. You need a good night's rest and sleeping on the sofa is not the solution. Love you ❤️
With a smile on your face, you quickly fell back asleep.
It was 6am when Rúben arrived back in Manchester. On the way from the airport to the flat, all he could think about was you. It had been a long few weeks without you, and even though the time with the boys was great, not having you around was tough.
He entered the house quietly so as not to wake you. You slept like a rock, but having been alone for the past few weeks could turn you a little more sensitive to the little sounds and Ruben wasn't going to take his chances, so he quietly opened up the door, lifting his suitcase off the wooden floor.
You hadn't drawn back the curtains, so the light from outside made it easy to walk around.
He put the suitcase down and filled a vase with water to put the roses he had got you from the airport.
He put the vase down on the kitchen island and tiptoed towards the bedroom. The door was closed because you couldn't sleep with the door open - something he had to get used to when you moved in together. Slowly he opened it.
He thought it was strange that you couldn't sleep with the door open, but you didn't mind the open curtains.
You lay on the bed with your legs tucked into the black sheets. Your chest rose and fell slowly. Rúben leaned against the doorframe, looking at you. You were hugging his pillow, tightly against your chest, and one of his old tshirts on.
Having fetched a cushion from the sofa, he took off his clothes and lay down carefully beside you. He got as close to you as possible without waking you, but even unconsciously your body sensed his presence and quickly snuggled up to him, making his job easier.
"Rúben!" You mumbled. His eyes widened. Had he woken you up?
"Babe?" He whispered, but you said nothing. You were probably dreaming, so Rúben put his arm around your waist, closed his eyes and hid his nose in your hair.
It was 10 o'clock in the morning when you woke up and felt a tingling in your hip. Ruben, as usual, had woken up earlier than you and didn't resist. He just wanted you to wake up and greet him, so his hand went inside your shirt and massaged your hip. He lightly kissed your exposed neck and at that moment you began to move.
Opening your eyes, you immediately felt your back pressed against a hard chest and when your ear was bitten, you quickly turned around. Your boyfriend was looking at you with his bright smile that you had missed so much.
"Oh my god. How did you get here?" Excited, you sat up and put your hand on his tanned chest. "How… when did you get here?"
"I couldn't stay away from you any longer. I decided to come back early and surprise you." Oh, how you missed his deep voice in the morning.
He touched your cheek and you fell on top of him, your arms around his neck, hugging his strong body, while he whispered sweet words in your ear.
You stayed like that for a while until he spoke. "Have you fallen asleep?"
You lifted your face from his neck. "If this is a dream and you're not really here, I don't want to wake up."
Rúben brushed your hair from your face, placed a hand on the back of your neck and gently pulled you down to him, joining your lips with his in a passionate kiss. He turned you onto your back as the kiss grew more intense and your tongues fought for dominance.
"Is that enough to make it seem real?" He asked you as he broke the kiss to catch his breath.
You smirked and ran your hands through his hair. "Not enough, but you're in a good way."
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hot n cold / rúben dias
summary: being in the will-they-won't-they stage with rúben was confusing, to say the least. maybe a bit of rain during the treble parade can make things clearer for you.
wc: 1.1 words.
author's note: just a lottttt of pinning and tension that doesn't really get addressed, i'm sorry 😮💨 but they KNOW!!! 🙏🏻 also, lots of soft rúben for my soul 🙏🏻
rain in manchester. it shouldn't surprise none of you, part of the whole team that organized the parade, but still, it does.
first, the answer is to delay it. but, you all know the achievement is too big to overlook, so cancelling it isn't an option, with the fans and team all ready to celebrate the huge achievement only done once by a previous team. a direct rival, nonetheless. and considering there are already a sea of blue waiting for their home heroes, the answer comes rather easy: do it anyways. under pure, manchester weather.
the rain comes pouring down on all of you, and it almost feels predestined: like there was no other way of doing it. but also, you're freezing cold, rain soaking all your clothes and glueing them to your body. you couldn't care less at the moment, too focused on not missing a thing, which was difficult to do when jack was putting on a show for everyone to see.
your back clashes against somebody's front, and you want to turn desperately to offer your apologies, except, two big arms wrap around your figure, effectively immobilising you. "fuck, you're freezing" is the first thing the person says, and by his mere voice you know who it is.
you're not only dripping water with the sassines that can be perceived coming out of your lips. "i think that's the expected result when you're standing in the rain for one hour, rúben," you deadpan, and try to get out of his hold. you don't really care about prying eyes from fans right now, because the bus just got to its destination, so the coast is clear, one could say. but still, feeling you flush against him feels wrong, just because you know you're enjoying it far more than you should. he's a colleague, after all.
"come on, come here," he insists, and you can't really get out of his grip with the force he's caging you in now. you two are so close together that you can feel the medals hanging from his neck, and resting comfortably on his chest. his voice brings you back, and you feel like you've been caught staring, when in reality, you've not. "i'm hot. i can warm you up" he resonates, and although he doesn't refer to him being hot, but rather, his body temperature, which is notoriously higher than yours currently, you can't hel but laugh at the connotation. "wasn't really a secret that you're hot when you're shirtless, dias".
he tries to stifle a laugh, but still, the smirk painted on his lips, which enhances the little dimple he has in his cheek, betrays him. "anyways, you'll freeze to death," you say, turning a bit to get to see his face when you're speaking to him. you notice now the way that he's looking at you, so lovingly, that you're almost forced to turn around again to avoid getting flustered in his gaze. especially, when he shrugs your statement off. "wouldn't be such a horrible way to die, right?". thankfully, john comes before you can answer anything to the portuguese.
"come on, lovebirds, we have a treble to celebrate!".
you freeze at his words, and rúben is the one to move you forward when he starts walking, still holding you onto him, as if you'd leave his side at the first chance you had. that's what you would be supposed to do; but everybody's too drunk to remember any of the ruled you must follow, so you decide to follow that path too. except, you know that rúben doesn't have a drop of alcohol on his system, and you're not really in for drinking while at work: so you two are completely sober. "don't listen to him," he whispers when john's out of sight, and you realize you two are the only ones still in the bus. "but he's right. we have to get you warmed up. can't have my favorite staff getting sick, can we?".
ruben doesn't leave your side at all. not when you get down the bus, not when you enter the building. you don't see any of your colleagues, and your first instinct is to go out there, and search for them. for sure, they're all in place, doing their job, and you feel guilty not being there.
rúben gets to catch your wrist, just barely. "where are you going?" he asks, his eyes big and questioning. you only get to point with your thumb, signaling back towards where the exit to get to the stage is, but he's clearly not pleased with your answer. "you're not getting back there without a dry shirt" he says, giving you the blue shirt he had in his hold, and the towel a staff member had somehow dumped on him in a hurry. your eyes clearly spoke before you needed to, because ruben answered before you even muttered a word. "don't worry about me. see you out there, yeah?".
you're too focused filming and taking pictures to even see when rúben gets out, but the way the crowd cheers his name alerts you of his presence on the stage. the first thing you notice is the clear contrast between his shirt and the one the rest of his teammates are wearing. he has a nice, white shirt that hugs him just right, at the same time that marks him as a champions league champion. instead, the rest of the guys are wearing a light blue one, with light blue and neon yellow letters accentuating the fact that they're treble winners.
no one seems to notice the slip up, or at least, think it's accidental, but john sees you, and he knows. after all, it's not too complicated to put two and two together. he nods approvingly, like a proud father, only to shift his focus to clap rúben in the back. it seems to be a bit too strong to his liking given how fast he turns around, browns knitted together in confusion.
your focus gets taken out of their little interaction when jack does the next thing that has the crown roaring, and get reminded, again, of what your job here is. not to fool around with rúben, you chastise yourself, but still, can't help but look for him a few minutes after. this time, he's looking at you, and it makes your cheeks grow warm. he tugs his shirt and points at you, making a little thumbs up. rúben seems to mouth "looks good on you", and you playfully roll your eyes at him. "it's because it's yours".
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Wildin', on a boat on an island | Rúben Dias Imagine
Rating / genre: M (18+); smut, fluff
Pairings: Reader x Rúben Dias
Summary: Y/N and Rúben go on vacation..again.
Warnings: Explicit smut, explicit talk, oral (f receiving), unprotected vaginal penetration (don't do it!!! stay safe!), hair grabbing, use of pet names "baby", "babe", "princesa"
AN: manifesting this photos energy <3 enjoy x
Word Count: 5 871 words
This is a work of fiction. The story, names, characters and incidents either are product or the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Your eyes narrowed slightly as you analyzed the shirtless brunette standing in front of you, your arms were crossed firmly across your chest. His eyebrows were raised as he awaited your answer, his back pressed against the kitchen island.
“You are suggesting we don’t sleep together for the vacation..why?” you questioned, waiting for a decent explanation.
“Because..my parents room is literally 30 centimeters from ours.” he explained quickly as he shrugged his shoulders with ease “AND I didn’t say that we can’t sleep in the same room! Just no funny business while in it..”
For more context, Rúben had asked you to accompany him on a little trip, on this beautiful boat on his family vacation. And has decided that now - an hour till you guys go on the boat - is the perfect time to let you know he didn’t want to have sex with you.
“It’s not like that has stopped you before?!?” you questioned him, with some suspicion still.
“Babe..in the house is different. It’s a big house. Practically no one can hear us.” he answered with obviousness, it was a simple but logical answer “Listen, I’m going to go upstairs to bring your luggage down and put it in the car, while you cool off a bit, yeah?”
You already knew it was probably one of the worst ideas he'd ever had and considering it's impulsive, spontaneous Rúben we're talking about..it was indeed terrible.
"No." you replied simply, with no further explanation or motives as to why.
Rúben looked actually taken aback by your answer, not being used to getting a ‘no’, not even from you. Though, he knew the only reason you'd said ‘no’ was to contradict him, and you, having no apparent reason to refuse, was an open invitation for Rúben to keep insisting.
“Come on, it'll only be three days out.” Rúben insisted, using the nicest voice he could “Out there in the nice sea, with perfect weather, with food, drinks and a nice AC system... yeah? Plus - the boat has a double jacuzzi! Yeah?” he questioned you with a raised eyebrow, and at that, you shut your mouth.
“I-”
“Uh huh, exactly.”
“I can live without it!”
“Oh, come on Y/N..” Rúben sighed heavily, closing his eyes for a few seconds, as if recharging his patience before adding “I'll give you whatever you want, whatever it is, I'll get it for you..after those three days. The only condition is - no sex on the boat."
That really got you thinking.
“I can’t believe you. You sound really confident in yourself right now! Why do you think it is going to be me that is going to initiate something with you first? But you’re lucky that I love João, Bernardete and Ivan and would love to spend time with them. Have a great day Mr. Dias.” and with that you went inside the house to get your luggage because you are an independent young lady, who is not going to let things play out like her boyfriend wants to.
*
In no time at all, the five of you were out. Rúben told you it would take a couple of hours to reach the perfect spot and if everything went well the fun on the boat could start in the early hours of the next day.
It didn't seem like a bad plan, so you saw no reason to complain, it seemed fair. And if it wasn't so many days together you could easily ignore him.
Rúben had kept his word about the ship's commodities, there were all kinds of snacks, drinks, and he had brought other kinds of substances. It was actually very comfortable and a part of you was glad you'd accepted to join them. But you still weren’t able to relax knowing your man didn’t wanna sleep with you.
To say you were pissed at him was an understatement, but you were at that point of anger where you didn't even bother to show it, you immediately resorted to ignoring Rúben, which was very hard to do considering the fact that he was walking basically naked around you, only wearing his stupid short shorts that you wanted to rip off of him so bad.
You had had your doubts about it at first, but now you were more than grateful that you had packed your swimsuits. Since you were giving Rúben the cold shoulder, you would have to find another way to entertain yourself; and being that you were in the sea and the weather is so nice, the most logical and comfortable thing to do would be to lie down on your towel, put on your sunglasses on and at least get a good tan out of it.
Rúben, on the other hand, was annoyed with himself. He knew it was among the possibilities that you would get mad at him and do just what you are doing now, which is ignoring him completely.
He hadn't seen you since last night, when you two had an argument during dinner about sleeping in separate rooms, which you insisted on. Since he didn’t wanna have sex with you - you didn’t want to tempt him..yet.
Rúben felt his heart almost leap out of his chest as soon as he saw you come out of the booth, in your red swimsuit, the one that accentuated every curve of your body. You'd worn it around him before, and the last time you did, he fucked you in the pool.
You seemed not to have seen him, or if you had, then you did a very good job of pretending he wasn't there. Once you knew you were within his range of view and he could see you perfectly well, you bent over to lay your towel on the floor of the boat, feeling the fabric of your bathing suit slide slightly over your butt. It wasn't much, but just enough.
Rúben’s jaw tightened so bad he feared his teeth would crack, to keep from letting out a groan at the sight, he closed his eyes shut and gripped the edge of the table until his knuckles turned white; focusing on what Ivan was telling him, trying to get the image of you, bent over a few feet in front of him in nothing but your bathing suit, out of his mind.
Rúben knew you were doing it on purpose, you knew how much he liked that bathing suit on you. But today? Right now? You were playing very dirty games with his head.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take his eyes off you. The way your skin glowed under the sun, how well your swimsuit fit and the fact that you were doing this to provoke him, caused his shorts to feel too tight all of a sudden.
Rúben didn't even know what to do with himself, so he decided to go take a cold bath; he wouldn't give you the satisfaction of messing with his head like that.
He excused himself and exited the small cabin, leaving Ivan, and you lifted your head to see him walk away. Rúben looked a little uncomfortable and you noticed how he slightly tugged the front of his shorts as he walked.
"What, do I make you nervous, Rúbes?" you teased in a loud voice, causing him to turn around and flip you off. Without saying anything else, Rúben entered another door and slammed it shut.
And with that, a little victory smile appeared on your lips.
*
Eventually, tanning got boring. You looked down at your own body and lifted the edge of your swimsuit slightly, the tan lines were just the way you liked them, on point. Full of satisfaction, you gathered your things and decided to go back inside, maybe to take a bath and eat something.
You entered quietly, not wanting to attract anybody's attention. You walked down the hallway to the bathroom. Just as you grabbed the bathroom doorknob to open it - the door opened. Out of the bathroom came Rúben, with nothing but a towel tied around his hips. You stopped dead in your tracks in the hallway at the sight, which you couldn't deny was very good. The towel was wrapped around Rúben’s hips so low that his prominent V-line was visible to a rather dangerous point, one you didn't want to let your eyes get to.
He was shirtless obviously, so you had a perfect view of his defined torso and muscular arms, some water droplets still rolled down his body, making a path from his chest, down his abdomen and getting lost under his towel.
His hair was still wet, framing his face perfectly. His dark eyes were fixed on you, and you realized, too late already, there was a little smile on his lips, prompted by the way you were eyefucking him.
“What, do I make you nervous, princesa?” Rúben questioned you, using the same condescending tone and smirk you had earlier, as he took a step closer to you.
You genuinely felt your knees weaken at his voice and the way he looked, but you were too proud to let him know that, so you simply shrugged.
“Come closer and maybe I'll tell you.” you teased with a low tone, letting your eyes travel down his body.
Rúben’s smirk only grew and you thought that finally you two were on the same page, thinking about the same thing, and more importantly, that it would happen. He took a confident step towards you, so this way he was towering over you, his chest barely inches away from yours, his lips basically hovering over yours.
You placed both hands on his body, letting them travel from his abs all the way to his chest, causing him to bite his lip at the feeling. Rúben leant down even more, his lips grazing with yours, breaths mixing and skin touching.
And then..
You pushed him out of the way and locked yourself in the bathroom. By doing that, provoking Rúben in that way and then putting a door between the two of you - you had started a silent game, in which you were provoking each other in an obvious way, waiting to see who is going to give in first. And you were determined it is not going to be you.
After hours of playing tease, any slight contact or brush from Rúben’s skin against yours had you biting your lip to silence a sound and any look you gave Rúben with your bedroom eyes had him on the verge of jumping your bones.
The staring game got a little too heavy for Rúben, so he stood up from the booth and walked to the kitchen, pulling out a cold bottle of water to refresh himself. You knew you couldn't let him get away with it, at least not without trying, so you stood up and walked to the kitchen as well, if he asked, then being dinner time would be a perfect excuse.
Rúben heard you walk into the kitchen, but paid no mind, deciding to focus solely on his water, placing a hand on the kitchen island and letting his head hang low. Funny enough, the drawer where pans are kept is right where Rúben is, by his left hand, and sure as hell you wouldn't ask anything from him. Which left you with only one choice.
You walked to where he stood, which he noticed as he turned his head sideways to look at you, and right when he took a step back, you found the perfect opportunity to slip right between him and the kitchen island, your body grinding on him, in all the right places.
The sound of Rúben’s breathing picking up gave you a sense of victory, as you remained in front of him and bent slightly to take out the pan you needed, only to walk away right when you felt him harden behind you and the ghost of his hand over your hip.
He really thought he had you. Again.
Your smile of victory didn't disappear, not even when the stove wouldn't turn on and you had to resort to chopping fruit and hoping that was enough to rid your hunger. Now is when Rúben found the perfect opportunity to tease you back, seeing as you were completely distracted while cutting fruit. He slowly walked back into the kitchen, making sure you couldn't hear him. You were completely clueless to his presence, even when he stood right behind you.
However, as soon as Rúben took another step closer, you did become aware of his presence. Very.
“Oh, don't mind me.” he mumbled in your ear.
“Rúben, what are you doing?” you asked, pretending to be completely unbothered, while the reality is that you're screaming on the inside. His chest was pressed to your back, one of his hands had found its way to your hips, and his breath tingled in your ear.
And right there was when he reached out to grab a glass, which was on the cabinet above your head. The reality is that he didn't have to stretch to reach the glass, it was just a matter of raising his arm. But where was the fun in that?
As he stretched, his body pressed even closer against yours, you could feel him hard against you, his breath now in your ear. And in an attempt to avoid his lips, you bent over, a move that only served in Rúben’s favor, causing you to bite your lip in an attempt to silence the moan that would come from your lips.
You both were thinking the same thing. Of just how easy it would be for him to take you right there and then.
But you wouldn't give up just yet, no sir, you still had one ace up your sleeve. Which is why you picked up your fruit tray and slid out from the right space between the bar and Rúben’s body.
*
Normally, you wouldn't care if Rúben decided to just watch you eat instead of eating something himself, but right now it had you on edge.
You and his mother were sitting on the couch in the booth, while Rúben and Ivan were sitting opposite of you, their dad fishing on the other end of the boat. Rúben was sitting on the seat in front of you, his legs spread slightly, his hands on his thighs and his eyes fixed on you. He was basically manspreading, occasionally lifting his hips from the chair to ‘get comfortable’, but you weren't stupid.
“Are you done flexing your muscles?” you asked him boredly, raising an eyebrow at him.
He opened his mouth to say something, but closed again as you stood up, his eyes followed your hand closely, especially when you drove your fingers to your lips and sucked the remaining fruit juice off them. The sight almost made him roll his eyes, but not in annoyance.
“I'm going to the jacuzzi.” you announced, letting your eyes travel over him. “You continue doing that.”
Even though it had not been an open or direct invitation, you knew Rúben had understood the innuendo.
You hurried to the jacuzzi, taking off your clothes as the water heated up, you poured the bubble soap while letting your hair down, knowing that Rúben wouldn't be long in coming, although he wasn't hot on your heels to disguise how desperate he was, you knew he was coming for you.
As you stared at the steaming, bubbly water, a wicked idea found its way to your mind.
Meanwhile, Rúben paced back and forth in the hallway, running his hands through his hair repeatedly, especially when he stopped and had that urge to open the bathroom door where he knew you were.
You're just a door away and what's holding him back is his pride. Knowing that if he opens that door, he's admitting his need for you. Proving that chasing after you is more important than his pride.
He cursed himself for what felt the longest time before giving in and opening the bathroom door. The first thing he saw was steam. Lots of it. It made him squint his eyes while they trailed over the place in search of you.
His eyes fell on the jacuzzi, it was filled with small bubbles, the room smelt like you, white musk scent surrounding you. And there you were, your back pressed against the side of the jacuzzi, arms spread over the edge, the bubbly water covering your body, stopping right below your collarbones, just atop of your chest.
His mind automatically went places, but Rúben kept his thoughts at bay as he took off his shirt without a word. You did nothing but stare at him, your eyes following his every move, from the way he gripped the edge of his shirt, to the way he slid it off his body and his torso came into view.
Rafe took a step closer, but he felt something soft under his foot, so he looked down. And what did he find?
Your swimsuit.
At first he didn't process entirely what it meant, but then his eyes widened.
You were naked.
In the jacuzzi that's just a couple of steps away from him.
And he was just..standing there like an idiot? Rúben was embarrassed of himself.
A soft giggle escaped your lips when you noticed how flustered Rúben suddenly got, he actually struggled while taking off his shorts and if you hadn't been so amused by the view, you would have offered to help.
Eventually he stopped fumbling with its ties and right when he pulled it down his hips, you looked away. Your tongue glided over your teeth as you felt the temptation to look, but you were stronger than that.
“Enjoying the jacuzzi you said you could live without?” Rúben asked in a calm tone as he got in it, sitting by your right side.
“Very much.” you assured, running your hand through the water, moving the bubbles slightly, you really had no intention other than to distract yourself from how nervous you were, still, Rúben tried to see through the bubbles.
He couldn't handle himself anymore, he had denied himself of you for so long that he wanted you now. Told himself he was crazy. But now that he has you in front of him - he will do anything to have you.
And an idea popped up in his mind. He knew this would be pathetic, lame even, but it would work.
As you both did nothing but enjoy the hot tub and tried to ignore each other's bodies, Rúben discreetly slid his hand to the side control panel of the hot tub. Although he would never admit it, he spends so much time in the hot tub that he learned the controls by heart. So he knew exactly which buttons to push to disable two of the hot tub jets, the ones on your side, for that matter.
Your state of relaxation was interrupted as soon as you stopped feeling the hot water flowing on your side of the jacuzzi, the vibrations had stopped and you no longer felt the soft massages on your skin.
You raised your head and opened your eyes, noticing that indeed, the water stopped on your side. “What the..”
“What's wrong?” Rúben asked, his eyes closed as he did his best to hide a little smirk.
“The water just..stopped?” you replied in confusion, not understanding why he was so calm.
“Oh, that's bad. My side is just fine.” he replied simply, opening his eyes.
You rolled your eyes at his disinterested tone. You couldn't believe that you had actually gone out of your way to plan all this and he couldn't even stop getting on your nerves for a second.
Utterly done with his bullshit, you slowly moved to the little steps that led out of the hot tub, the last thing you wanted was to slip and embarrass yourself.
However, before you could even reach them, you felt long fingers wrapping around your wrist, his skin was soft and warm due to the hot bubbly water. You turned to look at him, doing your best to keep your eyes focused on his.
“Come closer.” his voice was calm, his fingers softly tugged your wrist; as if wanting to pull you closer but not quite to make you uncomfortable.
You complied to his request and walked slowly to where he sat, the bubbles doing all the work and covering your body from his. You kept getting closer, Rúben slowly opened his legs, so you could stand between them.
The feeling of the skin of his thighs against yours was your cue to stop, knowing that if you took one step closer, you'd feel him against you.
His eyes bore on yours. The hazel color of his eyes was darkened by the lust running through his body, his pupils were dilated, his lips plump and red. He was one hell of a handsome man.
Your faces were inches away from each other, but neither of you would yield to the temptation.
You bit your lip slightly as soon as you felt Rúben’s large hands resting on your hips, the grip was firm, showing he wasn't hesitating.
Testing the waters, you took a step closer and he let you, the grip on your hips becoming firmer and more secure, you could even say you felt him pulling you into his body slightly.
Keeping eye contact, Rúben’s hand began to slide lightly, brushing your hip with his fingertips. His hand moved down to your thigh, where he caressed your thigh with his fingertips, drawing imaginary circles, which moved closer and closer to the center of your legs.
Knowing exactly what he was doing, you felt fire in the pit of your stomach. You wanted him. And you wanted him now. But you also didn't want to give him the satisfaction. Maybe after all you were as stubborn as he claimed you were.
You motioned to move your leg, and immediately, Rúben took a hold of your thigh, stopping you. A smirk appeared on your lips. Without saying anything, you yielded to his touch and moved even closer, putting your leg over his thigh and quickly bringing the other leg up as well, straddling him.
The direct contact of your skin with Rúben’s, your core brushing against his dick..made him let out an agitated sigh right in your ear.
And you would have teased him about it, but the truth is that the contact of his hard dick against your body almost made you moan. He was right under you, all it took was for you to raise slightly and for him to align himself.
Ignoring how much you wanted to grind on him, you put your arms around his shoulders, wrapping your arms around his neck in the process, moving even closer, your chest pressed against his and your chin resting on his shoulder, wanting to enjoy the warm water a while longer before the inevitable happened.
Rúben’s arms wrapped around your body, your breasts pressed against his chest, your pussy brushing just the right places on his dick. If this is the game you wanted to play, then Rúben would be just as good at it.
He lifted his hips slightly and at that you couldn't help but let out a gasp, which you prayed he hadn't heard, but he did and it only fed his ego.
As his fingertips caressed your spine, Rúben moved your hair from your shoulders to get better access and brought his lips to your neck. He started with innocent kisses, little brushes of his lips against your skin, while his fingertips caressed your skin.
However, he was determined to break you. He brought his lips to the small spot below your ear, where he sucked, receiving an audible moan from you. One of his hands had slid down your back until it ended at your left asscheek, which he squeezed and used to push your body against his, causing you to grind on him.
“Fuck..” you mumbled, throwing your head back out of mere instinct.
He had so many dirty comments to make, but he decided to concentrate on you. Since you had thrown your head back, he had more access to your neck. He brought his lips to your skin again, starting to leave little bites and kisses all over, while one of his hands traveled to your breasts, his fingers taking one of your nipples and giving it a twist.
At this you squirmed slightly on top of him, your hips moving against his, rubbing his dick in such a perfect way that it made him growl against your skin.
“You like that, meu amor?” he murmured against your skin, voice husky “Want me to do it again?”
“Yes.” you mumbled breathlessly.
His fingers moved deftly between your legs, as you grasped his jaw and moved his head to the side, so that you could have access to his neck and an efficient way to quiet the sounds he would elicit from you.
His index finger slipped between your folds, while his thumb searched for your clit until he found it, and began to give circular notions. You accidentally left a little bite on his neck, which was welcomed by Rúben , as he started to speed up his thumb and slid his middle finger inside you.
“Rúbenn..” you murmured, your walls automatically tightening around his finger.
“Does this feel good, princesa?” he murmured in your ear as his thumb accelerated his movements, he slid his ring finger in as well, your walls clenching at his voice "Oh it does, you're already clenching around my fingers."
Now he had two fingers inside you, which he began to move in a come hither motion, hitting your sweet spot instantly, the one he had found in a matter of seconds.
“Oh, fuuuck, Rúb-”
He could feel you, how your walls clenched around his fingers so tightly it was hard for him to move them, your kisses on his neck had become sloppy and wet and your eyes were closed. Just when you felt you would reach the tip of ecstasy, Rúben pulled his fingers out of you.
You were about to yell at him, but he spoke first, taking your jaw with one of his hands, fixing his eyes on yours.
“I want to make you cum on my dick, yeah?”
And you swore you could've come right there. Just by his words.
“Yeah?” he questioned again, making you realize it had been more of a way to get your permission.
“Yeah.” you nodded your head eagerly and that was all he needed.
Rúben wrapped his arms around you and stood up, you instinctively wrapped your legs around his torso, biting your lip in anticipation for what was about to come.
Rúben knew the boat like the back of his hand, so in a matter of no time, both of you were in his room. Rúben placed you down on his bed, not caring in the least that you were wetting it.
He was soon close to you again, his lips on your skin. Your breathing started to become erratic, unable to control yourself in the face of the new sensations. His kisses traveled all over your neck, part of your shoulders and even on your jaw.
Without a word, Rúben grabbed you with moderate force by the jaw and caught your lips with his immediately. You lost yourself in the kiss completely, the sensation of his lips against yours stoking the fire within you even more.
Unable to stay still and wanting to discover your whole body, Rúben began to leave kisses and little bites on your neck. You tried to grab his face to bring him back to your lips, but as soon as you tried, he pulled away from you, took your wrists and put them against the bed, his face was above yours, the room was barely being illuminated by the light that was filtering through the blinds, so you couldn't see much, only the shadow of his features.
“You want me?” he asked over your lips, his voice hoarser than usual and his breathing was rapid.
“I want you. So bad.”
You saw the shadow of a victorious smile on his lips and felt them against yours again, he put both hands holding your wrists above your head, and held both of your wrists with one hand, freeing his other one.
His kisses began to descend again, with a slowness that clearly had the sole purpose of driving you crazy. You lifted your hips off the bed so you could feel some more of him, while Rúben took advantage of this and positioned himself between your legs with ease.
He stopped kissing you momentarily, you could feel his breath on your skin and without warning, he returned his hand in between your thighs and now pushed three fingers inside you, while his thumb returned to your clit, you inevitably ended up letting out a moan, as his fingers had hit the right spot again. Having located the spot already, he began to move his fingers faster and deeper, curving them from time to time, accelerating the speed of his thumb as well.
His lips went lower and lower, until his head was between your thighs and your hand was lost in his hair. His lips concentrated on your clit, sucking and circling it with his tongue, making you let out an erotic moan that you were ashamed of, because of how loud it had been.
His hand kept up that incredible rhythm, but what made you almost climax was the feeling after he sucked on your clit and bit down lightly.
“Rú- Rúben..I'm gonna-”
That was all he needed to know to remove his hand, he would keep up with his word. As soon as he moved his hand away from your pussy, you immediately felt the emptiness, but you were too busy getting back to normal to complain.
Rúben brought his fingers covered with your wetness to his lips and licked them clean, the sight of that, combined with the ‘mmm’ that he let out, was mouth watering.
Rúben pulled you closer to him, so that your legs were over his thighs, he placed his hands on the sides of your head. His dick rubbed against your entrance, which brought gasps to both of your lips.
He leaned over you and you could hear his breathing fast and heavy in your ear, it was almost like he was waiting for something.
“What's wrong?” you asked. “Are you doubt- ”
You didn't get to finish saying the sentence, because he entered you with a quick movement of his hips, making you moan immediately, it took a few seconds to get used to the sensation of having him inside you. It always did. No matter how many times you've slept together, he is just so big.
He stayed still for a few seconds, letting out hoarse mumbles of how good you felt, directly into your ear. Once you felt comfortable, you tightened your walls around him, which made him let out a grunt and start moving his hips against yours.
You brought your hands to his neck and pulled his face to yours, bringing your lips together in a desperate kiss, as his hips moved incessantly, one of your hands tangled in his hair and as if on reflex, he put a hand around your neck, squeezing the sides lightly, something that made you moan into his lips.
“How could you do this to me? All that teasing..I’m not made from steel..” he whispered in your ear.
“Rúben, oh my God..”
“I love you so much.”
His words and the movement of his hips made your eyes roll “Don't stop, babe..please.”
He pulled his face away from yours and placed his weight on the arm he had placed at the side of your head, speeding up his movements. You wrapped your legs around his waist to deepen things.
You noticed that he started to slow down, but his movements still had depth. You knew he was doing it so he wouldn't tire quickly, but maybe you could help. You used a considerable amount of strength to be able to turn you both around, ending up on top of him, while he looked at you with his lower lip between his teeth.
Just to tease him further, you slipped his dick out of you and moved away, your body hovering over his thighs. He sat down on the bed, waiting for you to do something, but you only smirked at him.
Rúben sat there while stroking himself and being done with your attitude, grabbed you by the waist and pulled you back to him, starting to fill your breasts with wet kisses and hickeys, biting your nipples from time to time, while you put your legs around him, slowly positioning yourself on top of him, again.
You knew you wouldn’t last too long, anyway.
“Stop teasing me, princesa.”
“Where’s the fun in that?”
He used the grip he had on your hips and pulled you down, entering you again, a hoarse moan came from his lips. You pushed him down by the chest so he’d lay down and began to move on top of him, in circles and up and down while his hands were on your hips and yours on his chest.
You knew those moves were only satisfying you, as you moved as you needed to, and Rúben was quick to notice that. The grip he had on your hips began to tighten, a sign that he was getting desperate. Until he finally sat down in a rush, and began to move you at the pace he wanted, as the hand he kept on your hip guaranteed him control.
“You're so stubborn, you know that?” he emphasized every word with a hip thrust.
“Fuck, fu- fuck, Rú- Rúb-..” you weren't even able to say his name, or speak at all.
You placed one hand on his shoulder and another on his neck, starting to move faster. He left sloppy kisses on your chest and you scratched his back, sometimes even left bites on his shoulder to stifle moans, especially when he murmured things in your ear, along the lines of ‘you're mine’, ‘this pussy feels so good’, ect.
It didn't take long before you two began to lose rhythm, his movements were erratic and your speed had slowed. Until he finally came inside you, seeing the way his eyes closed tightly, as heavy breaths came from between his pink lips along with the “Fuck, Y/N, you feel like heaven..” he mumbled, was what made you climax too.
While you both came down from your highs, there was nothing but silence, Rúben was still inside you and remained like that, after he turned you over, collapsed on top of you and you wrapped your arms around his body, both of you falling asleep without another word.
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hey I was the one who suggested the domi toys one TYSM I just read it!!! So hot and good!! I was wondering if you could do something w Ruben or Domi about the reader being quiet when they have s3x and she’s shy about being vocal etc and they’re determined to make her feel so good so she has no choice but to be moaning etc and they encourage her to like moan their name etc idk this sounds good in my head haha ily !!
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author’s note: omg i’m so glad i was able to do your idea justice this makes me so happy i hope you love this too🥹🩷
warnings: smut 18+, oral f receiving, overstimulation, dom ruben, aftercare of course
word count: 805
ruben’s face was rested on your breasts in bed while you stroked your fingers through his hair making him whimper and feel safe against your skin. he looked up at you with his glowing brown eyes “baby i have a question” you paused the strokes thru his hair “what’s up?”. “why don’t you moan that much when i fuck you? am i doing something wrong?”. this immediately scared you as you knew why you didn’t moan so loud for him, you felt embarrassed. “no baby you do a good job i’m just shy i guess” ruben looked up at you and laughed because he thought it was adorable how shy you were about letting him hear your pleasure. what was a soft and submissive ruben on your chest quickly turned into the dominant and seductive prince you knew best. “how about this, i’ll eat your pussy-” ruben slowly lowered his face down to your core “wait ruben i’m scared” you’ve never had someone go down on you before this experience was foreign to you “shh princesa you have to trust me and my tongue, i’ll make you moan i promise you just have to let me done one thing. when you’re gonna cum let me keep going and if it’s too much tell me to stop but trust me when i tell you it’ll feel amazing okay?” he whispered this in your ear while caressing your cheek making you feel as safe as possible. “okay go ahead” ruben grabbed your cheeks with one hand and aggressively kissed you biting your lips “open up your legs for me gatinha” you whimpered “look at you already moaning for me, i didn’t even start”. “boy shut up” ruben laughed at how much attitude you got with “you won’t be telling to shut up when i start humming against your clit” you smiled at his words which you knew were true.
ruben began to taste the wetness dripping from your core working his tongue in the ways you loved most. he moved his tongue from the bottom of your folds to your clit slowly and slipped a finger inside you “more baby please” you need more fingers inside you to simulate his girth but he only listened to clear commands even if he knew what you meant he loved teasing you “more of what baby?” he smiled mischievously fucking you with his middle finger and rubbing your clit with his thumb “ruben stop teasing me you know what i mean” he made his movements faster to make the words coming out of your mouth harder to exit “cmon tell me i know you can” you struggled “pu- put another finger- inside me- PLEASE” ruben chuckled at your eagerness and buried his face into your core with a second finger inside you. ruben continued playing with your clit like it was his favorite toy. you pulled on his hair making him grunt “i’m sorry ruben it just feels so goo-” ruben stopped licking abruptly but kept moving his fingers “it’s okay do you want you need to ride it out i know it’s intense” he winked at you arrogantly, he’s confident in his skills.
“rubs” you whimpered and he laughed against your clit sending vibrations through your body. “rub- baby i’m so close i’m gonna cum” he started started fucking you rough with his fingers “look at you finally making some noise” he went back down to suck on your clit overstimulating your core as you came. your legs shook and you screamed from the pleasure. ruben lifted his face again continuing with his fingers “just like that baby say my name” tears fell from your eyes, at this moment you felt a rush of lust and love. “ruben i love you” he blushed and placed his tongue against you once more “oh fuck baby it’s so fucking good”. ruben made you moan just like he promised, you trusted him and he made you feel amazing. he licked the wetness off his lips and his fingers and leaned in to kiss you “you can taste your sweetness on my tongue can’t you princesa?” you giggled and he held you in his arms.
“are you okay baby?” ruben checked up on you after the intense orgasm to make sure he didn’t hurt you. “i’m okay ruben it was so good i just wanna get cleaned up” he carried you to the bathroom with his muscular arms like your knight in shining armor. “i’ll run a bath for us and we can just unwind and talk for a while, i know you need this right now” you kissed him and held his face “why are you so good to me?” ruben placed you on the counter and stood in between your legs “because i love you more than anything in the world”.
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Hi ❤ wrote this blurb today, so I hope you like it. You can let me know what you think, it's always appreciated 😊 Thank you to the person who requested this, the idea was so cute ❤
Babying Ruben after he picked up an injury:
"Baby!" you hear your boyfriend call you from where he was sat on the couch.
"I'm coming!" you exclaimed, leaving the vegetables you were just chopping on the cutting board and making your way to the living room. "What is it baby?" you asked as soon as you made it through the door and saw Ruben laying back on the decorative cushions of your couch.
"Sorry, baby. Would you get me some water?" he asked, looking at you apologeticly.
"Sure, just a second" you answered, sending a soft smile in his way to make him feel a little better about asking for your help a hundreth time that day. You knew how hard it was for Ruben to depend on someone's help this much. He was always the one who wanted to protect you, care for you and provide for you, so it is no wonder it was difficult for him to be the one who needs to be cared for. The injury he picked up during his last game making him feel entirely helpless. The smile that spread on your lips was meant to tell him you didn't mind taking care of him. In fact, it actually felt good to, in turn, do something nice for him, something to show him how grateful you are for all the times he has so selflessly taken care of you.
You turned on your heel and went back to kitchen to fill a glass with water. Once you got the liquid in the glass you walked back to your boyfriend, putting the glass on the coffee table, so that he could easily reach for it, whenever he wanted.
"Thank you, sweet girl" Ruben said quietly, making another smile spread on your lips. "Give me a kiss?" he asked, looking up at you with his puppy eyes. You nodded your head, leaning down to him to connect your lips with his. The kiss was slow and gentle, your hand cupped his cheek, as his pulled back the hair falling into your face.
"Gotta get back to making dinner" you mumbled against his lips and pulled away, Ruben's eyes following your figure as you made your way out of the living room.
You spent about an hour running around in the kitchen, finishing up dinner for you and your injured boyfriend, making sure everything was according to his diet plan. Once the meal was ready you took out two plates and put the food on them to then bring it out to the living room, where you and Ruben could eat it on the couch. You put the steamying plates on the coffee table and made yourself comfortable next to Ruben. He sat up, kissing your cheek quickly before reaching for his plate.
"Smells delicious, baby" he told you, taking the fork in his hand. You smiled as he took the first bite and you heard a humming noise escaping his mouth. "And it tastes even better, angel" he added with a full mouth. The two of you ate in silence, watching the show that Ruben has put on before.
After the two of you were done with your dinner, you made sure to take the plates back to kitchen and wash them up, before returning to your boyfriend. As soon as Ruben saw you walking through the door he reached out his arms to you, inviting you to sit close to him. He had his legs up on the couch, his back resting against the arm rest. He spread his legs slightly for you to take a seat between them - so you did, resting your back on his chest. He took one of your hands in his, intertwining your fingers together, his other hand resting flush on your stomach. You raised your intertwined hands up to your mouth in order to press your lips to Ruben's knuckles, as he placed gentle kisses all over your shoulder and your exposed neck.
"Thank you for taking care of me, sweet girl" he mumbled into your skin, his beard scratching it gently.
"Of course, you always do it for me" you whispered back, your lips still grazing the top of his hand.
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