Okay so I can be more active over Sunday-Tuesday so with some hope I’ll get through all the requests and more some
It doesn’t matter that somebody else ‘had it worse’.
You deserved to have it better.
person: *is significantly taller than me*
me: interesting… did you know I’m in love with you
Kyle being worried about his boy..
The thing is if spurs aren’t gonna win the league I want city to win the league but on the other hand Jordan Henderson scored and it means so much to him and he wanted it so much and he was so happy so I’m happy.
Birthday sex with John?
only one I’m writing today because I’m very uninspired but I figured this one should be out today!
and he’s slightly tipsy after coming back from a drink with the lads, his face tinted red and a wide grin as he sits himself on the couch, immediately grasping your thighs as you sit on his lap. And you’re teasingly shifting about, faces so close you can feel each other’s breath and he’s having absolutely none of it as he pulls you in by your neck, lips meeting in desperation and you’re pushing him back slightly with hands on his chest, undoing his jeans and disconnecting your lips. And you’re moving down, taking him all in, his cock hitting the back of your throat immediately as his head falls back and his eyes shut, breathy moans leaving his mouth as you work your magic. And soon he’s pulling you back up, reconnecting your lips as he works on your clothes now and he’s slipping inside of you as you moan into his mouth, gripping onto his hair and bouncing on his lap. And you’re both moaning into the air: each other’s names; decelerations of love; ‘this is just your first present, birthday boy’; ‘my god you’re wonderful’.
Sometimes I just wonder why Tom Holland hasn’t fallen in love with me yet
falling asleep on winks
and Harry was still lazily talking about his day, arm under your body around your waist as your head lay on his chest. And you’d been trying to keep your eyes open as he spoke about how his day back in training was but the circles he was rubbing on your skin, the blanket covering you both and the soft feeling of his steady heartbeat against your head lulled you into a heavenly sleep.
Paul Dummett, Fabian Schär, Martin Dúbravka, Bernardo Silva and John Stones are my loves
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