faced with the truth, you have to make a decision.
warnings: smut
pt.6 this is the end
“Wait…” You shook your head.
It was all so much to take in that you had to sit down. Ruben’s words were swimming around in your head, making it difficult to focus on just one thing. You were right about the answer being caught in the night before, but you didn’t know that you were all but an innocent bystander in this.
He told you about the post match celebration. How you were at the bar with him and his teammates, caught up with Jack. After he said that you did clearly recall that it was him you were kissing.
You couldn’t remember much after that. It was all bits of pieces probably because you had gotten so drunk. Jack asked if you wanted to hop to another club, but you knew you were done for the night. At that point, Ruben filled in that it was John who had sent you in a cab to his place.
When you woke up naked next to him, you thought sure it was because you two had sex. It was a strange relief that wasn’t the case. You were glad that you got to remember the first time with him, and the second.
What stood out to you most, obviously, was his mystery encounter. Was all of this because some trickster spirit got bored and decided to meddle with some mortals? And what the fuck did he mean by tell you something to get out of this mess?
“What’s so important that we literally had to be trapped here for you to open your mouth?” You rubbed your temples.
Ruben sighed deeply. He paced around the kitchen, looking conflicted. It was all good and well to know, you think, that he didn’t regret what you two had done. That was beginning to pale in comparison to your curiosity, and impatience at the key to getting your lives back.
You looked at him pointedly, trying to psychically squeeze it out of him. Each second that passed in silence was driving you closer to madness. You stood up, the chair you were in scrapping harshly against the tile. If he wasn’t going to tell you now, you were going to have to leave the room before you exploded.
“I don’t hate you! I-“ Ruben called as you made your way to the door.
“You what?” Your arms crossed over your chest.
“I hated the way you made me feel.” His shoulders sagged. “Every time you made a quick reply to my pestering, how you rolled your eyes at me, the way you so easily attracted everyone to you, sucking them in with that smile.”
Ruben walked over to where you’d stilled. “The way you say my name, how you call me that silly nickname. You are easily the most frustrating person I’ve ever met, and I don’t know why, but I’m in love with you. I’m hopelessly in love with you.”
You felt like you had to sit down again. It was like the room was spinning and closing in on you. He was in love with you this entire time? That was the reason behind putting you into this…making you believe that you were dead and in hell?
As you tried to process his confession, something shifted. It wasn’t the words he’d said making you feel weird, it was whatever this was. In your ears, pass the blood rushing, you heard a click. And then you heard the sound of the door opening.
Your eyes met Ruben’s before you both walked out of the kitchen. There was the front door, swung wide. Almost as if it was taunting, begging of you to walk through it.
How could you not? After being trapped here for days. Not seeing your flatmate, as much as she annoyed you sometimes, you missed her bickering to bits. You even missed your stupid job that was nothing more than a fund for your shopping habits.
Unknowingly, you lurched forward only to have an hand pull you back. Ruben tugged you into his arms, your back to his chest. You felt the rise and fall of his shoulders as he breathed.
“Stay, please.” He whispered.
You hesitated. What if you didn’t take the chance now? Would it be seen as a forfeit? Then you thought back to what he said, how he’d poured out his heart to you. It couldn’t have been easy for him, especially knowing that after doing so you would have the option to stay or leave.
There also came the way you felt. Ruben was…confusing to you. He was truthfully a good man. Yes, he might’ve been shit at showing his affections as it turned out, but he was everything you could want in a partner. Unwavering, strong, ridiculously attractive.
You spun around in his arms, eyes meeting his chest before fluttering up to his. Ruben’s gaze held yours softly, tenderly. A slight crease in his brows showing the desperation behind his plea. You ran a hand along his bearded jaw, a thumb gliding over his bottom lip.
You liked him, a lot. Or at least you believed you could. You believed that given the time, and the opportunity, you could even grow to love him as he did you. The thought made you laugh.
God, who would’ve imagined this would be the outcome? The trickster spirit perhaps, maybe Cupid had resorted to dirty tricks because it felt as if your heart had been cracked right open. Those brown eyes, those soft lips.
“Ruben.” Was all you could say.
Some infliction your voice must’ve carried because he kissed you, deeper than he ever had before. He took your breath away with every brush of his lips over yours, every caress of his tongue.
You back him into the staircase where he collapsed slightly awkwardly. That didn’t matter to either you or him as he ripped his shirt from your body. His mouth seemed to be everywhere, on your neck, your breasts, your stomach.
Your hands were grabbing for him, stroking him through his boxers. You couldn’t take it any longer, slipping beneath the fabric to free him, warm and firm in your palm. Ruben groaned at your touch, moaned when you pushed your own underwear aside to tuck him into you.
“Y/N…” He breathed against your lips.
“I’m here.” You touched your forehead to his.
Your arms circled his neck, fingernails grazing his upper back as you bounced your hips up and down. He held you to him tightly, thrusting up into you. His eyes held yours, his mouth drinking in your breaths as you panted and cried.
Ruben kissed you deeply again. His mouth over yours spelt out everything he’d been keeping in, intoxicating you. He swallowed your whines, and you did the same to his as you both came, shaking in each other’s arms.
You were still a jumble of thoughts and emotions, but one stood out truer and louder than the others. You wanted him, wanted this, more than anything you’d ever wanted before.
Whatever sorcery was at play had worked. If it was their intention to drive you to this place, the one where al you wanted was to make up for time lost in pretense, to get to know him in a way you didn’t think would ever be possible, they succeeded.
All you wanted was to stay here with him. So, when you both floated down from your highs, gazes hazy with adoration, you stood up. And kicked the door shut.
you finally find out why you’re stuck in the time loop.
warnings: smut
5. all your fault
Your mind barely had time to process what had happened between you and Ruben before your body was yearning yet again for him. And he was for you. Though spent from the first round, you became revitalized.
You tangled your legs in his, torso draped over him as you kissed him hungrily. Ruben cupped the back of your head as his tongue fought a losing battle against yours.
All of the pretense of hate seemed to be a cover for the obvious, you two had wanted this for a long time deep down. With the way you felt about each other cleared up, all it took was for someone to make the first move. Which thankfully he did because god was it a borderline religious experience.
Anyone from the outside would’ve assumed that you were lovers with the way that you consumed each other. The first round was oddly sweet, somewhat sentimental. The second round was driven by you, a torrid affair of sorts.
You mounted him, tucking him into your slick walls as you sank down. Ruben groaned at the feeling of you stretched around him. He fucked up into you as you bounced your ass up and down, skins slapping with contact.
His large hands kneaded your breasts, fingers toying with your painfully erect nipples. You held onto his biceps, chasing the high that wasn’t far behind after he’d basically imprinted your shape into the bed.
Ruben gripped your ass while you rode him with reckless abandon. One taste of him was enough to leave you wanting more, and more until you grew tired. But with the way he filled you to the brim and then some, you doubted you’d ever reach that point.
You had him slurring between English and Portuguese, grappling with the little composure he had left. It gave you a rush of power knowing that you’d reduced him to that. You would’ve smirked if you weren’t a moaning mess.
He urged you on with soft yet rough praises. That was enough to push you to go quicker and over the edge, collapsing onto him as you shuddered with your orgasm. Ruben held onto you as he thrusted into your overly sensitive core, drawing out cries until he met his end too.
It was well into the morning when you were both finally spent enough to float to sleep. Your head laid on his chest, his fingers drawing circles on your shoulder were the last things you remembered until the following morning.
Your eyes fluttered open to the run long risen in the sky, and cold sheets. You sat up, looking around the room for Ruben who was nowhere to be seen. After a quick shower and borrowing some of his clothes, you made your way to the kitchen.
He was standing in there with his back to you by the sink, looking out the window. You couldn’t help but bite your lip at the sight of him in his tight black briefs.
Your legs carried you over to him, your arms circling his waist from behind. He tensed at the surprise and seemed to remain that way even as you pressed small kisses into his soft skin.
“I’m starving.” You sighed. “Someone made me work up an appetite.”
“Is that so?” He turned his head to peer down at you.
There was something on his mind from his expression. He looked distant, a far cry from the way he looked last night. Your mind immediately began to draw conclusions. He probably regretted having sex with you now and was trying to find a way to let you down easy.
“What’s up?” You hoped your irritation wasn’t too obvious.
Ruben spun around, his hands falling to your hips. His eyes squinted like he was trying to find the words which only made you more fed up. He could be so upfront with you about other stuff before so why not now?
“There’s no easy way for me to say this but…” He cleared his throat.
“But what?” You sneered.
“I remember why we’re here, and it’s all my fault.” Ruben’s gaze held yours.
That Night
Ruben’s POV
He was in no shape or form against a night out, but he regretting coming along with a few of the boys to this new bar in Manchester. John, Jack, and Phil convinced him that it would be good to celebrate their match win which he did agree with.
The thing with not drinking is that there comes a point in the night where people started to get really tipsy and drunk. Then they become somewhat of a nuisance to be around. The guys and everyone they’d invited along were quickly approaching that territory.
Phil’s girl was already spilling her half full drink onto the floor, and John’s girl was annoyingly dancing around the group trying to rile everyone up. Her friend had come along too. You had cozied up to Jack, who was stroking your leg and eyeing your black dress. It was hard not to, you had to know when you chose it that you’d draw every eye in the room to you.
Ruben threw back another water, excusing himself to the bathroom moreso for a break away from the budding madness that was ensuing. While in there he checked his phone for a message from this girl he’d seen a few nights ago. There was none, not that he was surprised. Once she saw that he wasn’t into the flashy lifestyle despite being a footballer, he saw her interest melt off slowly at their date.
After hyping himself up, Ruben rejoined the group. Somehow they’d gone full 100 in that short space. John was singing to the top of his lungs, bouncing up and down with Phil while their partners recorded them. Notably missing was Jack and you.
One quick sweep of his head around the red lit bar was enough to find you two easily. You were tucked into a corner basically dry humping each other. Jack was palming your ass hungrily, your tongues sliding against one another’s.
That was enough for him. Ruben tapped John on the shoulder to let him know he was going to head home to some protest of course. His teammate quickly conceded knowing how stubborn he was when he made up his mind.
On the way to his car he saw a hooded figure lingering by. Great, the last thing he wanted to deal with was some idiot who wanted to try something stupid. Ruben watched them with cautious eyes as he approached his door.
“You need to tell her.” They said.
Whatever they were on or however much they drank was exactly why he didn’t mess with substances. No one was going to call him the crazy person talking to themselves in the parking lot.
“You need to tell Y/N how you feel about her.” They spoke again.
Ruben stopped in his tracks. How the hell did they know your name? And how did they know that? He dared to cast a glance at them, but couldn’t even make out their face despite the decent lighting.
“That’s the only way out.” They said with what sounded like a smile in their voice as the walked away.
He couldn’t recall how long he stood there dumbfounded. The way out of what? He wasn’t in some predicament because he was pretending to hate someone he actually…
Ruben shook his head. Maybe someone thought it would be funny to put something in his water. He took extra caution when driving home just in case that was true.
When he got there, he found himself still unsettled by that run in. Over an hour in his home gym and a shower later, he at least felt physically exhausted enough to go to sleep.
Just as he was about to, there were hard, disordered knocks at his door. Ruben swore as he put on the shorts he’d already discarded since he preferred to sleep naked. He marched down his stairs, ready to release his displeasure at whoever was at his home this late.
A peek through the side glass showed the last person he’d ever expect to be here. Especially after it looked certain that you were going home with a teammate of his tonight.
“What are you doing here?” He rolled his eyes before he stared your her wavering form.
You barged in, pushing past him on staggering legs. Ruben barely managed to catch your body before it made one with the tiled flooring. Your hand limply grasped at his arms.
“John booked me a taxi here because him and my roommate are gonna you know,” A pause for a hiccup. “Fuuuuck.”
Ruben looked towards the heavens wondering why his teammate would do that. But then he thought about your current state, how you could barely stand on your own two feet. It was better for you to be here than with Jack because who knows what mess you would’ve gotten into by staying with him.
“Okay, but you’re going straight to bed.” He sighed.
“You joining me?” You wiggled your eyebrows.
“Absolutely not.” Ruben shook his head.
He basically dragged you to the stairs until he grew tired of that and then lifted you entirely. You made little weesounds the entire time to the guest room where he put you on the bed, and removed your shoes.
You wiggled your toes, exhaling exaggeratedly. Ruben pushed the trashcan closer to the bed having a feeling you might need it later. There were bottles of water in the mini fridge in the room too should you need to hydrate.
Right before he left, he cast a look at you. Even in your annoyingly drunken state, making popping sounds with your lips as you snuggled under the duvet, you were devastatingly cute.
“I’m just down the hall if you’re dying or something. Goodnight.” He turned away.
“Nighty night, Rubey.” You giggled.
He smiled at the nickname. It was usually said at the end of an insult or condescending comment, but hearing it in that context made his heart do stupid things like jump.
Ruben crawled back into bed, removing his shorts along the way. He lied on his stomach trying to calm the butterflies in its pit. His mind couldn’t help but wander back to earlier, to that tell her how you feel comment.
What good would that do? He saw the way that you reacted to him when he walked into a room, how you could barely stand looking at him without getting visibly disgruntled. If he backtracked on his illusion of dislike and said the truth, you would probably laugh in his face.
“Rubey…I can’t sleep.”
He shot up to see you standing in the doorway clutching your dress in your hands. That left you in only a dark colored bra and panties. His eyes quickly averted themselves before his lower half started to react.
Y/N walked into the room, flopping down on the other side of the bed. It was a massive king so there was a considerable amount of space between their bodies. Still, just knowing you were there looking like that, this had to be some sort of test.
“Just…stay on your end.” Ruben coughed.
“Mhmm.” You said, slipping under the covers.
Then he felt movement, the sound of more articles of clothing being thrown to the floor. Jesus Christ now you were naked in bed with him. Ruben said a silent prayer, hoping that you would listen to him for once.
The soft snores he heard not a minute later confirmed his wishes for now. He settled into his pillow, following the sounds of your slumber into his own. Not knowing that it would be the catalyst to set the time loop into motion.
summary:you find it difficult to manage with living to a new city and the last semester before graduating uni but your fuck buddy knew just how to take your mind off your work
word count: 3.2k
notes: fluff/smut, maybe some suggestive tones as well
when you first moved to manchester from liverpool half a year ago you promised to yourself that you’d strictly focus on your studies. you wanted to be closer to your university campus and the daily hour train travel was starting to get tiring. having recently gone through a break up with your ex boyfriend, you wanted to stay alone for a while, move to a new city, have a fresh start, only focusing on yourself and the demanding last few months of being an undergraduate university student.
you had to admit to yourself that it was hard. the new apartment you were staying in was empty, having being used to a full house with your younger brother and parents. there were nights where the homesick feeling was sitting heavy on your chest, often catching yourself thinking about home. but manchester was your new home.
or so you kept telling yourself. until one night when you were sulking alone in your apartment, spooning on a bucket of vanilla ice cream whilst watching “someone great” for the hundredth time on netflix. a message from your best friend appearing on your screen asking you, or more like telling you, that she planned a night out with the rest of your friends group. you were almost ready to turn down her invitation when the doorbell rang. groaning, you threw your grey fluffy blanket over your shoulders and made your way to the front door.
“how the hell did you get here so fast?” your eyes narrowed as you stepped aside to let your best friend in. considering the fact that she always walked so slow and you had to drag her around like a lost puppy, her arrival time was quite speedy.
“john gave me a lift” the blanket was back over your head and you were laying face down on the sofa once again, blocking your best friend from seeing your face. a yelp left your mouth when you felt her grab your legs and pull you towards the end of your sofa, almost falling on your face but you managed to prevent that from happening.
“it’s not funny you muppet, let me go’’ she threw her head back, laughing at the scene in front of her ’‘I don’t wanna come along, leave me alone” your hand grabbed the pillow nearest to you and threw it to her face, catching her off guard as she stumbled backwards, falling on to the other sofa. you poked your head out of your cover looking at her.
“you’re not gonna regret it, babes” she chuckled wiggling her eyebrows “john’s bringing a friend of his” she turned her attention to the telly. your movie long forgotten. you had watched it too many times already anyway. you sat in silence for a moment as you considered her invitation. It has been a while since the last time you’ve been out. from your bed to your couch and back was the only route for you for the past few weeks and if you were honest you needed a carefree night out.
“so are you coming or not?”
“fuck it let’s go”
she threw her arms in the air, triumphantly, already en route to your bedroom to pick out a club appropriate outfit for you.
.
and you were more than glad that your best friend managed to coax you to go out with them that night. and as you were sitting in your car on your way to ruben’s house, you realised how these past six months have passed by far more pleasantly than you would have ever thought with him by your side.
your relationship, if you could call it that, was well, complicated. the pair of you agreeing to a no-strings-attached-just-sex-no-feelings kind of an arrangement. At the time, it was just a convenient solution for the both of you to let off some steam from your busy schedules but it was often when you caught yourself thinking the what ifs.
shaking your head and putting those thoughts aside, you stepped on the accelerator pedal once the light turned green and took the turn into ruben’s street. the lines of houses on his road never failing to leave you speechless despite the countless times you’ve been here. His figure came into view as he was already waiting for you, having opened his gate for you to park your car and closed it once you were inside.
you turned off your engine and got out of your car, stepping around to the passenger’s seat to grab the bag you have prepared since you were staying the night at his house. it wouldn’t be the first time anyway.
“took you long enough to finally show up” the smirk that appeared on his face made you roll your eyes and you wrapped your hands around his waist, hugging him.
“yeah yeah, didn’t know you were that impatient” he ruffled your hair with his hand, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and your hand came up, closing around his wrist. it was casual for the two of you to be this close. your friends would often tease you about being attached to the hip at all times. and when you weren’t at his side, his eyes were always on you, and when he wasn’t on your side your eyes were always on him.
approaching his front yard, you noticed the cushions that sat on the patio, almost in front of his pool as candles and two glasses with a bottle of wine and some snacks sat on the side. you turned to look at him with one eyebrow raised.
“are we celebrating something?” you said over your shoulder, making your way inside his house and leaving your back by the floor to ceiling windows. his eyes glued to your figure. The sundress you were wearing was hugging your body perfectly from the waist up as it was more flowy from the waist down.
“it depends on what you want to call a celebration” he approached the cushions and sat down on the one to the left, his body slouching down against it as he put his hands behind his head, looking at you “if you want to celebrate the fact that you won’t be able to walk tomorrow then so be it” you snapped your gaze up at him a blank expression on your face. the complete opposite from the smug smile on his.
Since he wanted to play games, you were going to play it your way. you turned your body completely his way and grabbed the hem of your dress, pulling it up and over your head, leaving you in just your black bikini. The weather was improving, which meant it was easier to go for a swim since the sun wasn’t completely gone yet either.
The sunset light was giving your already tanned body an angelic glow and Ruben had to look away in order not to get a hard-on like a horny teenager. clearing his throat, he took a gulp from his glass of wine, looking at you from over the hem of his glass.
“so..” sitting yourself on his lap, you gazed into his coffee brown eyes and then down to his lips. since the day you first met him, you always felt this attraction towards him. not just in a sexual way but way more to that. your conversations always kept flowing and you were never short of activities when you were hanging out with each other. it was always fun
“do you fancy a swim then?” his hands circled around your waist and pulled you flash against him. your lips hovering over his as his hand came up and caressed your cheek. they would have touched if you hadn’t pulled back. your index finger run down his cheek and under his chin, lifting his head up so you could look down at him “I’ll be waiting for you in the pool”
chuckling, you got off his lap, throwing your sunglasses his way as you took a dive into the pool. He shook his head playfully and took off his shirt, lowering his swim shorts just an inch. a teasing game you both found yourselves so effortlessly falling into every time you were around each other. you showing some more skin than intended or him purposefully flexing the muscles of his thighs or taking off his shirt. It was clear as day that the little shenanigans went straight to your core and he knew it better than you could ever imagine.
When you resurfaced from your dive, you ran your hands through your wet hair, clearing them off your face and swam to the edge of the pool. He was standing at the edge now, just above you and you looked up at him through your lashes. a wide and easy grin on your face as your eyes clearly invited him to fall off the edge and into the pool. He sent a last smile your way before diving into the pool himself.
sighing, you rested your chin on your folded arms on the concrete. you were feeling relaxed after a really long time. your dissertation taking up almost all of your time and you had few to none free days. your regular friday nights with ruben, that often turned into a whole weekend of you staying at his house, wrapped up in your own little world, became more occasional rather than frequent. you had missed him.
you yelped when you felt his strong arms wrap around you and his lips on your neck “you’re thinking again” his voice was hushed, no need to for him to speak louder since it was just the two of you and the relaxing music playing in the background over his speakers “why don’t you let me take your mind off things for a while?”
turning around in his arms, you let him pin you against the wall of the pool wrappιing your arms and legs around him. his lips were soft against yours and his hands were feeling up your body. a moan tumbled from your lips when his tongue inserted your mouth, feeling his hips roll against yours and your left hand wrapped tighter around his shoulder, resting between his shoulder blades.
“sit on the edge for me, amor” he breathed against your mouth and one look in his eyes was enough to give you an insight on his thoughts. you rested your palms against the concrete and pulled yourself up. your knees coming in contact with his chest as he kissed them. his hands spread your knees apart and your breath hitched in your throat when you felt his breath in your bikini. his hot breath coming in contrast with the wet material, making your clit tingle.
“ruben someone may see” it was almost impossible given the fact that the gate around the house was quite tall for any prying eyes to see but that didn’t mean they wouldn’t try ’'you weren’t thinking about this a few minutes ago when you were all over me on the cushions, did you, baby?“
you gulped, taking a quick look around you before you leant back, supporting your weight on your elbows. ruben’s face between your legs was a sight you would never get tired of. especially when it was the first thing you saw in the morning. Ruben knew it was your favourite way to wake up so it was often that he found himself underneath the covers and between your legs, first thing in the morning.
’'Now be a good girl and spread those pretty legs for me” your core was throbbing and he hasn’t even touched you properly yet. your hips lifted when he pulled your bikini bottoms down your legs. his lips leaving kisses over every inch of your skin as he went lower and lower down your body. He threw one leg over his shoulder, the other falling open at your side.
“f-fuck” it was embarassing how quickly he had you falling apart. his hot breath on your dripping folds was enough to send you into a haze. you head tipped back when he licked a bold stripe up your pussy. his tongue flat against it felt incredible and when he reached your clit his lips closed around the nub. your fingers threaded through his wet hair almost immediately.
it has become a habit for you by now. either your hand placed at the back of his head or your fingers running through his hair when they were growing longer. you had suggested that he grows his hair and had explained the reason behind it. it being that you loved pulling at it when he was situated between your thighs. but he shrugged it off, not agreeing with the way that his hair would look longer.
“you’re so good ruben” your breathed out, your breath getting uneven already “please don’t stop”
“oh I wasn’t planning to, princess” his head buried between your legs further, sucking and licking on your pussy, head moving rapidly from side to side. he made it his mission to make you forget about your uni work for a while and he was determined to do it properly.
he unwrapped one hand from over your thigh and licked his middle and ring finger, coating them with his spit. his mouth never stopped its assault on your clit when his fingertips circled your entrance, pushing them inside you slowly. your back arched and and you reached behind your back with your free hand, untying your bikini top and throwing somewhere. you didn’t care at that moment. your fingers pinched your hard nipple and the pleasure ripped through your body.
“you like that, hmm?” The vibration of his voice against you made you gush around his fingers and he moaned as the simple question made a new wave of wetness drip from your entrance and run down his palm. All you could do was shake your head, nodding at his question.
“right there, y-yes” you cried out his name when he angled his fingers upwards, touching the sensitive spot inside you each time he curled his fingers ’'I’m so close, ruben, please’’ the way you clenched around his fingers and the way you started writhing around told him so anyway.
“cum for me, angel’’ his rough accent, telling you to let go was enough to throw you over the edge. your hips lifiting off the ground and bucking up towards his face as your orgasm ripped through your body ’'oh fuck, ruben” his fingers stilled inside you and he was just lazily lapping up at your juices, gently bringing you down from your high. your body felt numb for a second and you just laid there, catching your breath.
ruben’s face popped up and over your face as you felt the droplets of water fall on your body from him hovering above you ’'those cushions are new, wanna find out how comfortable they are?“
His attempt to sound sexy was horrible sometimes, never ceasing to crack you up during the most intimate times you shared but they always put a smile on your face. getting up from the concrete floor naked, you took his hand leading him to the grass part of his front yard, where the cushions were. gently pushing on his shoulders he fell back, his legs immediately spreading apart showing off his toned things perfectly.
’'you know..’’ you started, your hands resting on his knees as you leaned over his body ’'I would love to suck you off, ruben” your lips ghosted over his cheeks as you spoke lowly “but I’d rather have you inside me right now” you saw his eyes closing, his adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed.
straddling his lap your bare pussy came in contact with his clothed bulge and you moaned as the wet material felt great against your clit “take them off, please” without getting you off his lap, he pulled his swim shorts down to his knees and you helped him take them down his legs. your hands caressing his cheeks, bringing his face to yours as you connected your lips together.
the hand resting on your hip, travelled down to his dick, grabbing the base of it as he lined the tip up with your entrance. the pair of you moaning against each other’s mouths when you were fully sat on him. your warm walls enveloping him as he kept kissing you. when you got used to size you slowly started moving up and down, ruben helping you by guiding your hips.
“you feel so fucking good” his voice a low growl that got mumbled as his face was burried in your chest, tongue licking your nipple. your plan of staying quiet was failing miserably as he kept on hitting all the right spots inside you.
“fuck ruben” the skin of your thighs slapping against his and your moans was quite loud and you felt relieved as the music covered up part of the sound. your head tipped back and you hissed when his teeth sunk at the base of your neck. it would leave a mark but you couldn’t care less at the moment, you just wanted him.
“Harder” the way your brows pinched together and your lips parted because the pleasure he was bringing you was getting too much was enough to send him over the edge but he always waited for you to finish first before it was his turn. flipping you over, your back now resting against the plush cushion, he threw your leg over his shoulder as he wrapped the other one around his waist and the new angle made you see stars.
your nails clawed at his back as he forcefully thrusted inside you, your hand moving down his body and to his arse as you grabbed at it.
“ruben”
“I know, baby, I know that it’s so good”
you wanted nothing more rather than slap that smug expression off his face but you were too caught up in your own bliss to care. your walls kept clenching around him and each time he moved over your body, the neatly trimmed hair on his pubic bone, kept rubbing over your clit.
“I’m so close, please, don’t stop” his finger found your already sensitive nub and your breath hitched as the coil in your stomach threatened to snap “cum for me, baby”
your eyes snapped shut as the immense feeling of pleasure rushed through your body. your vision blacked out for a mere second and you heard yourself crying out his name as he spilled inside of you. his body falling limp on yours, your leg falling from his shoulder and wrapped around his waist as you both laid there catching your breath. your fingers run through his now messy hair and you felt his eyelashes flutter against your skin.
“don’t fall asleep on me ruben, you need to shower you’re all sweaty” you whined when you felt his body getting heavier on top of yours. He gently pulled out of you, his eyes lingering on your core as he watched his cum drip out of you. you shook your head with a small smile and a rosy colour on your cheeks when you noticed.
“round two at the shower?” he looked at you from over his shoulder as he made his way inside.
“oi weren’t you almost asleep two seconds ago?” you laughed as you followed him inside the house “wait for me”
summary: the one where a certain city player caught your eye
word count:2.7k
notes:pure smutjklfg
You can’t remember how you ended up like this. Ruben’s lips on your neck, your navy blue dress bunched up at your waist and his hands moving down your body with a prolonged destination that you knew so well. It was risky you acknowledged that, both of you did, but neither of you cared. So when the last inch of fear for getting caught left your body, you relaxed against the tiny bathroom’s wall and gave in to the man in front of you
‘’Fuck, ruben, please’’
Your hands were everywhere on his upper body. His shoulders, fisting on his team’s sweatshirt wanting it off his body already, your fingers running through his short hair and lastly at the back of his neck. You barely knew him but you already couldn’t get enough of him. He was, as you first described him to one of your fellow colleagues from the moment he stepped foot into the plane, addictive. Maybe it was his intense stare or the intimidating aura around him that had you clenching your legs tightly, but the moment his eyes connected with yours and run down your body as his tongue darted out of his mouth to wet his lips you knew that you had to have him.
‘’This is what you wanted, hmm?’’ a whimper found its way out of your mouth upon hearing his dark and husky tone. His accent was driving you insane and you most certainly didn’t want him to stop talking to you. He could probably have you cumming just by talking dirty to you and you were embarrassed by how wet your knickers got just at the thought of that.
‘’Bending down in front of me purposefully so..’’ his hand dipped inside your lacy underwear, his touch featherlight on your pubic bone already had your eyes rolling to the back of your head ‘’practically begging me to fuck you..’’ his middle finger reached your clit and started rubbing slow circles around it, his tongue licking up the side of your neck ‘’i could tell just by looking at your eyes’’ he mumbled in your ear as his fingers ran through your wet folds.
Every single word of his got to you. Your hips bucked against his hand and you wanted nothing more than for him to finally quit teasing you and take you against the wall.
His touch was intoxicating and everywhere he touched you, it felt like your skin was burning up and you’d be lying to yourself if you said that you hadn’t thought about him pinning you against the bathroom wall with his strong body since the moment you laid eyes on him.
‘’Tell me what you want, baby’’ the smirk on his lips was weakening when he pulled his face back from your neck. your mouth chased his as you tried to kiss him. his lips yet to touch yours
“kiss me. I want you to kiss me”
when his lips finally touched yours, your whole body came alive and you quickly freed your hands from where he had them pinned against the wall and buried your fingers in his short hair. his hands wrapped around your thighs, silently asking you to jump and you wrapped your legs around his waist as he sat you on the sink.
your lips kept moving against each other’s and the second your tongue touched his you let out a moan against his mouth. it was even better than you had imagined it in your head. his lips were soft but the pressure against your own had you feeling dizzy making your legs wrap tighter around him, pulling him even closer to you. you pulled back, trying to catch your breath while looking at his brown eyes. God.. you really couldn’t get enough of him
“take it off ruben” your voice was demanding and your hand tugged at the end of his sweatshirt, indicating you wanted it off him. it turned him on to see you like this. back resting against the mirror, your hair a mess and your legs spread open for him. it would be a lie if he said he didn’t want to rip that navy blue dress off your body and fuck you for the whole airplane to hear, but he knew he couldn’t do that. his hands fisted at the end of his sweatshirt and he pulled it up and over his head, hanging it on the small hanger that was placed at the back of the door. your eyes ran up and down his body, slowly like pouring honey. He came closer to you and your legs locked him in, keeping him flat against you.
you leaned forward and wrapped your arms around his shoulders, your lips touching his ear as you whispered at him
“I want you..” your voice was hushed and it sent a shiver down his spine as you spoke directly into his ear, your lips touching his earlobe as you talked “..to fuck me..” your hand trailed down his body until it reached the waistband of his tracksuits, snapping it against his skin “..until everyone on this here knows what we’re doing” your hand dipped inside his white Calvin’s and palmed his hard shaft
“I bet it turns you one, doesn’t it?”the precum was already leaking from the tip and you couldn’t help yourself from bringing your thumb up to your mouth, tasting him
“the posibillity of someone catching us” your pretty lips wrapping around your thumb was, well, enough to drive ruben crazy. the image of you on your knees for him, your mouth full of his cock had his dick twitching in his boxers and he was all over you again “either me on my knees for you or you on your knees for me”
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“how do you think he’d be like in bed?” you quietly asked your colleague as you sat on the designated seats for the flight attendants in the plane. you had a great view of him. his legs were spread which made his lap look so inviting, his white Nike shirt was tight around his biceps which was enough to have your mouth watering. when your eyes reached his face, he was already looking back at you and you had to quickly look away as your cheeks turned a bright red colour.
“you sound like you wanna find out” she chuckled and you didn’t miss the smirk on her face as you looked at her. You playfully rolled your eyes and slapped the back of your hand against her arm, quickly dismissing every accusation of hers that you wanted to fuck him
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“spread your legs for me, beautiful” his face was on level with your dripping core. his lips planting kisses on your inner thighs as he awaited for you to open your legs further for him so he can finally get to taste you.
your dress was already bunched up at your waist but you pulled it up and over your head hanging it along with ruben’s sweatshirt at the back of the door. his eyes looked up at your semi naked body and he felt his mouth go dry at your choice of underwear. black lace was his favourite
his hands came up to wrap around your thighs as he kissed you clit over your underwear
“rubeeen” you whined “please take them off” your whine soon turned into a gasp as he ripped your panties in half with his hands, not bothering to pull them down your legs.
“I’ll buy you a new one” he mumbled and with that he buried his face between your thighs. his tongue licking a line from your entrance to your clit and your head fell against the mirror as you tried not to moan too loud. his lips wrapped around your clit sucking on the sensitive bud and the vibration of his moan against you had your hand flying up to your mouth covering it before you had the chance to cry out his name. when he noticed, he pulled back from you getting up on his feet again.
you were breathing heavily, your chest heaving up and down as you struggled to catch your breath. the adrenaline was rushing through your veins as you grabbed his face and pulled him close to you, kissing him.
“turn around for me” his hand slapped your thigh and you jumped off the sink turning around as you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. it wasn’t like you to have quickies with the passengers on the crew’s bathrooms, hell you knew that this wasn’t even allowed, you were risking your job the moment you considered dragging him to the back of the airplane but there was something about this man behind you that made you want to break every rule.
you leaned against the sink, your hands supporting your weight whilst you pushed your bum back against him. his hand quickly coming down and slapping your arse which had you swallowing back a moan. you reached behind you and unclasped your bra, throing it to the side and his hands immediately reached for your boobs
“such pretty tits you got” your back was resting against his chest while he teased your nipples with his fingers. his lips never once pausing their assault on your neck and in that moment you wanted nothing more than to feel him inside you.
“ruben” you moaned. your head falling back against his strong shoulder. his lips kissing your temple as he took in your refelction in the mirror “what do you want, baby” his accent was rough, even more than it was a few minutes ago when he locked the door, pinned you up against the wall and whispered in your ear all the sinful things he wanted to do to you.
“i want you to fuck me”
you caught his eyes in the mirror and you couldn’t miss the way his pupils dilated and the colour in his eyes darkened. he pushed you forward again whilst he tried to pull his trousers down his legs, along with his boxers in the tight spaced bathroom. you looked at him from over your shoulder and you bit your lower lip when you saw the spit in his mouth trickle down his dick as his hand smeared it over himself.
your stomach dropped in the most delicious way when you felt his tip enter you and it was enough to have your eyes rolling to the back of your head as a gasp left both of your mouths.
“fuck, cmon take it” he spread your legs further, his right hand on your shoulder and his left was still holding the base of his dick to make sure he wouldn’t slip out of you.
“fucking take it” he growled and gave a particularly hard thrust as his hips touched yours, bottoming you out. your legs were already giving way underneath you and your forehead was resting against the mirror.
“I want you to look at me” a breathy groan left his mouth when he pulled you up and against his chest, suddenly feeling every inch of him that was inside you. your eyes were shut as the sensation of him inside you and his lips on your neck had you clenching tightly around him already.
“look at yourself” he grabbed your jaw between his thumb and index finger forcing your head up from his shoulder to look at your reflection in the mirror “look at the way this pretty little pussy is taking me" you moaned when not a single coherent thought could form in your brain "you’re already falling apart and I’m not even fucking you properly yet, baby"
"move, ruben, please"
he pulled back slightly and the view of his dick pulling out of you dripping wet with your juices had him groaning your name under his breath.
"você está tão molhada para mim” you couldn’t really understand what he said but you could make out that he spoke in portuguese. your hand reached behind his head and gripped at the back of his neck, pulling him to and you turned your face to the side to kiss him. your lips just touching each other’s as the pair of you kept moaning
“harder ruben” his eyebrows were pinched together as he put more force into his thrusts. his skin slapping against yours echoed in the small space.
footsteps approaching from outside had both your heads snapping against the door. his hand came up and covered your mouth muffling your moans in his palm as he lowered his head on the crook of your neck bitting the skin to try and keep himself quiet.
most of the crew and the rest of his team was asleep, since the flight was in the middle of the night. only you and ruben were the two awake and clearly very busy. even if the thought of someone catching you and ruben excited you, and so it did him because you felt the way his cock twitched inside you and the way he picked up the pace when he heard it, you didn’t want to risk of losing your job.
when the footsteps stopped and you heard the door of the public restroom’s open and then close you let out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding in, realising it was not another member of the flight crew but someone from his team.
“you’re gonna have to be quiet for me now, can you do that for me?” his voice was hushed but his hips kept thrusting in and out of you at a rapid pace. you nodded your head, your eyes narrowing as you felt yourself get closer and closer to the edge.
“you’re gonna make me cum” your finger travelled down your body and to your clit, flicking the sensitive nub, trying to bring yourself closer to the edge, your velvety walls clenching around him and his teeth bit into the skin of your shoulder.
“that’s it, beautiful, cum for me” your hips bucked and you were thankful his hand was still covering your mouth because you were pretty sure the whole airplane would have heard you crying out his name.
“fuck, you feel so good” his thrusts flattered and he bend slightly forward, leaning his weight on his hand against the sink “get on your knees”
ruben pulled out of you and you quickly turned around and kneeled in front of him. your hand wrapping around the base of his dick as you took him in your mouth. your lips wrapping around the tip and you could still taste yourself on him. you bobbed your head up and down his cock, your hand stroking the part that you couldn’t fit in your mouth. your gaze focused on his face and you watched as his head was thrown back against the wall, his chest heaving up and down as he tried to keep his voice as low as possible. the second he looked down at you and saw that your stare was already on him he was done for. his hot cum shooting down the back of your throat and your lips hallowed around him
“fuck you’re so good at this” he chuckled once he came down from his high. your tongue licking him clean and he hissed because he already felt sensitive. when you pulled off him you wiped your mouth with the back of your hand and you got up from your knees.
you stood there for a minute just looking at each other when his hand reached for your face, delicately rubbing your cheek “I should have probably asked you on a date first” you giggled and got up on your tiptoes to leave a kiss on his lips “well you still got time to do it, ruben” you chuckled and your head tilted to the side as you stared at his eyes.
“will you go out on a date with me then?” the cheeky smile on his face along with his rosy cheeks made it impossible for you to say no. you laughed and reached up to kiss his cheek once again “yes I’d love to"
