#dominik szoboszlai smut

[formulalfc]

This with domi pleaaaase

"do you know how in love with you i am?"

you watched from the sidelines as he had his heart broken by some instagram model who thought she was too good for him, your heart breaks for him when you see the sadness on his face as he arrives on your doorstep. you listen to him rant about the situation, getting progressively more angry at his obliviousness to your love for him, until you can't hold it in anymore. telling him that those girls didn't deserve him, that they didn't love him like you did, your chest heaving in and out as he stared at you in shock. for a minute it felt like your whole world had stopped, the secret you had kept for all this time finally out in the world. dominik eventually snapped out of his trance, standing up and making his way toward you, cupping your face in his hands as he stared into your eyes before pressing his lips against yours.

inbox is open send me some ramble requests <3

[rinhaler]

@saturnsatnin HAS STOLEN MY WORK

So I wrote this fic for a collab back in early November and this person has decided to steal not only the entire thing, but my requests and drabbles too. I haven’t had a proper look but I am SHAKING with anger. The only thing they changed is the characters involved. I’m not sure if they’ve stolen anyone else’s work, but you know people like this are too lazy and in creative to write their own stuff so please make sure to see if anything of yours has been stolen.

I am FUMING I have no idea what to do in this situation.

[trcpicoz]

𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

➭ requests are open

➭ click here to see prompts for drabble requests

➭ any hate will be BLOCKED

➭ smut 🤍 | fluff🪽 | angst❕

➭ footballers: rúben dias, dominik szoboszlai, pedri gonzález, pablo gavi, joão félix, fermín lopez

𝐑𝐮́𝐛𝐞𝐧 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐬

paradise🤍

soaked🤍

manchester mornings🤍🪽

mile high club🤍

did you miss me?🤍

professionalism🤍🪽

the proposal🪽

trust me🤍

just for me🤍

love making headcanon🤍

coquette boy🤍

captain’s armband🤍

kink alphabet🤍

𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐤 𝐒𝐳𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐳𝐥𝐚𝐢

oral obsession headcanon🤍

forbidden love🤍🪽❕

“let’s film it”🤍

“show me how you want to be touched”🤍

“are you scared?”🤍

“let’s use our toys”🤍

kink alphabet🤍

𝐊𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐛𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞́

miniskirt🤍

𝐏𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐢

sweet release🤍

ride me🤍

dominance🤍

𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬

first game🤍🪽

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭

slowly🤍

nsfw alphabet🤍

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masterlist inspo: @moodkvller

[mountsgirl]

Captain-Dominik Szoboszlai

Pairings: Dominik Szoboszlai x fem!reader

Warnings: +18 content(smut), explicit language

Summary: Attending the game in which your boyfriend captains his national team takes an interesting turn

Note: I just couldn’t get this idea of him out of my head🫣

Even if this was just a friendly game against Türkiye, Dominik still wanted his girlfriend to attend. He wanted to make her proud. They have been dating for a couple of months, the relationship still fresh, but the chemistry was something none of them had ever experienced. That’s how Y/n found herself at Puskás Arena on a Friday night with Dominik’s jersey on.

It was moments before the Hungarian players needed to be on the pitch to warm up for the game, as you were seated with the other wives and girlfriends attending the game. They were discussing about clothes, jewellery and how excited they were for the game to start before you receive a text from your boyfriend.

Dominik: come in the locker room, I need you!

You wonder if everything is okay with him as you excused yourself from the group and went on to look around the stadium for Dominik. Reaching the locker room, you push the big doors, surprised to find him all alone. His kit was on, together with the captain’s armband, which made him even hotter.

“Shouldn’t you be warming up?”you approach him, settling yourself between his legs while his arms embrace your hips.

“I should” he smirks, checking you out. The skirt you’re wearing come right before your knees and the black leather boots embracing your legs, made you look like a goddess. Looking up to see his jersey hugging your body so perfectly, his smile widened even more “but I had to see you before”.

“You’re so handsome” you mutter, while arranging a string of hair which fell on his forehead.

“My captain” those words awake something in him and he hooks his big hands around your thighs drawing you closer to him, until you’re sitting onto his lap. His and your lips are now mere inches apart, Dominik finally closing that distance, with a passionate kiss, moaning softly. Both of you get even more excited, one kiss turning into a heated make out session. Dominik’s hands traveled all over your silky smooth skin, from your waist, down to your thighs caressing it gently but firmly.

“Strip” he tells you without any hesitation. All flustered and turned on by his actions you look deeply at him with doe eyes “What?”.

“You heard me, strip!”

“Dominik, the game is about to start and someone could come…” he interrupts you with a sloppy kiss, gently pulling on your lower lip to which you can only let out a moan of pleasure.

“Is not like that stopped you before”

“But” you try to argue with his but also very tempting idea but he doesn’t buy any of it.

“Be a good girl and listen to your captain, otherwise I’ll have to bend you over that table and make sure you behave baby” his words hit you like a bus. Dominik seems very calm about the whole situation meanwhile you’re barely holding on.

The shirt and skirt you’re wearing are long forgotten on the floor, while Dominik tries to unclasp the bright red, lacy bra “You’re going to kill me with his baba” he starts planting kisses on your neck, going lower and lower, to the valley of your breasts, not forgetting to nibble and mark every inch of skin on your chest. “Dominik, Domi please” you whimpers in his ear, getting even louder than before.

“What do you want?” He asks straight away, his lips barely leaving your body.

“I want you baby, please”

“And where do you want me?” He asks with a cheeky grin on his face.

“I want you inside me”

Hearing your words, Dominik lifts you up just like a feather and places you on the table in the centre of the locker room.

“All you had to do was ask szívem(my heart)”

Dominik rips up the lacy red panties you had on which were matching the bra.

“Dominik, I liked those!”

“Don’t worry baby I’m going to buy you more” he says thrusting into you.

“Domi!”you leave out a sigh of pleasure which sounded more like a scream, as your walls were drawing him in more and more, squeezing his already hard cock.

“Arch your back for me pretty girl” you do as you’re asked, feeling him go deeper and rougher.

“Can you feel me here baby?” Dominik asks, tracing your lower stomach, feeling the tip of his cock pushing harder into you. You were getting lost in the pleasure that your beloved boyfriend was giving to you while he was just as fascinated by your body and the sounds youmade as you were by him.

“Yes baby, yes!” You let out broken sobs as Dominik was brushing wet kisses over your body. He grabs your chin and he smashes his lips with yours whilst thrusting roughly into your aching core. Dominik was nibbling on your skin while your walls were clenching around him drawing you closer and closer to your climax.

“Dominik I’m close baby please”

“I know baby, I got you, I’m close too”

With every move inside you, he was bringing you closer and closer to your orgasm untill you both reach your high, your uneven breaths echoing trough the empty room.

“Fuck that was good” you smile, kissing him.

“Never disobey your captain’s order” he smirks, kissing you again. Dominik helps you get off the table and as you both get dressed you pick what’s left of your underwear off the ground

“How am I supposed to go without these now?”

“Just as you came here, plus it’s easy access for my reward after I score tonight” he winks and you roll over your eyes.

He laughs as he takes the pair of tore up panties from your hands and puts it in his locker.

Hope you enjoyed it!🫶🏻

[joaofelix70]

MISS DIPLOMAT & MR. CHARMING |

dominik szoboszlai x female reader.

author's note: this handsome man's living rent-free in my head. he's a freaking masterpiece. talented, funny, charismatic, attractive. i watched interviews, tiktok videos made by supporters and much more to understand a little bit of his language, personality and what he does towards friends and loved ones. laughed a lot! i made my homework as a writer, hope you enjoy it! (compliments and any kind of retributions are more than welcomed).

summary: your job is involving the commitment of unify the population and create interrelations to another countries, using the eurocup qualifiers and the hungary national team executions. you just didn't expect to fall in love with the no. 10's captain player.

words and characters: 1,811/11,223. it was three days working too hard on this story. i'm begging for your consideration, lol.

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sports diplomacy: it's the unique power of sport to bring people, nations, and communities closer together via a shared love of physical pursuits. this responsibility is the reason of a transition between strangers to connected individuals, advancing foreign policy goals and augmenting sport for development initiatives. the complex landscape where sport, politics, and diplomacy overlap become clearer, as do the pitfalls of using sport as a tool for overcoming and mediating separation between people, nonstate actors, and states. the power of sport has never been more important. so far, the 21st century has been dominated by disintegration, introspection, and the retreat of the nation-state from the globalization agenda. in such an environment, scholars, students, and practitioners of international relations are beginning to rethink how sport might be used to tackle climate change, gender inequality, and the united nations sustainable development goals, for example. to boost these integrative, positive efforts is to focus on the means as well as the ends, that is, the diplomacy, plural networks, and processes involved in the role sport can play in tackling the monumental traditional and human security challenges of our time. credits: international studies association and oxford university press.

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MLSZ (hungarian football federation) ──

new training ground at telki.

"i can't believe that being in places like this made up my most theoretically utopian childhood dreams. what a progress in front of me!" you still witness exciting moments where you pinch yourself, trying to believe in the reality that surrounds you: visiting the new training center of the players who are just a few meters away from you, getting ready to represent an entire country.

"your presence is our privilege. a voice of the spread of eurocup to our nation, right here…" the technical director gives you deference, obtaining a measure of humbleness and respect by you.

"the honor belongs to me in its entirety. grateful for having me, sir. while the view is immersive and captivating — my fervent congratulations to everyone involved — could we retreat from the pleasant glass-enclosed room and see everything closer, on the outside? please? i will never get used to this atmosphere." you pour politeness and charisma to the staffs around you, being directed to the proximity of the field and saluting the employees who pass through your path.

meet dominik — your szobo — instigates the nostalgic combination of detailed moments in which your thoughts display as photographic retrospectives. you're incapable to oppose the little enthusiastic laughs, fidgeting the rings between your fingers and avoiding possible suspicious glances from others. however, for you, this wouldn't actually work. the lives of you both are correlated, but different.

the training session is finished. clapping your hands and celebrating the performances, you greet the athletes and recognize some familiar people. nevertheless, reality slows down after those dark woody eyes capture through your soul. his arms tattoos are glorified by the sun's rays, the same illuminated smile is offered to you: that one you got during the very first time you saw him — instantly knowing he made you testimony the accuracy of freedom, catharsis and emotional amorous complement. that he'd be the one to introduce you what you never experienced, what you thought you'd never receive or deserve. what love truly is. when you were novices in your actual professions, not even imagining the future gifts of your unreal purposes.

"there you are!" intimately, dominik points at you, being reciprocated by vibrant nods and your old sort of secret — not that mysterious or serious — handshake. "még mindig emlékszel rá? (still remembering it?). you're a real one!"

"hogy tudnám elfelejteni? alábecsülsz engem. (how could i forget it? you're underestimating me)". your defensive actions demonstrate purposeful falseness. masking any sensitive, verbal or figurative communicative fragment from him is a difficulty that makes you give in over time. honestly, you never complain about this. it's like he wants to understand the factors and layers of you.

"a te kézfogás fickó. ne merészelj lecserélni engem. (your handshake man… don't you dare to replace me)". a shameless wink is send to you, butterflies acquiring space in your stomach.

"és hivatalosan is a szavamat adom rá. (and you officially have my word on it)." your gloss is pigmented against your fingers while you raise it up, displaying an oath, wondering if szoboszlai comprehends that his replacement in your life would be blasphemous.

"diplomata kisasszony, (miss diplomat)…" the hungarian fingerprints are shared and you recognize the sign to hold them, ready to perform your typical fashion icon moment. "gorgeous as always. go ahead! you know what to do!".

amusement surrounds you with the nickname's citation. although, you could feel some curious glances, from the outsiders, about the intimacy between you and him. "i appreciate, our top-class national bless…" you move your body in rotations to exclaim the outfit's characteristics, lifting your feet to show off the specificities of your heels. "how is your hair so well-groomed after sweating, though?" your arms cross and you raise an eyebrow in questioning, trying to hide your fascination.

"thank you, my number-one fan, but don't change the subject. finish our inside joke, c'mon!" dominik grabs his water bottle and spreads the cooling liquid on his forehead, wiping the glowing droplets across his face as he lifted his jersey high enough to exhibits his fortified abs.

your attention is directed to any surrounding scenery, throat being piked. szoboszlai pretends he doesn't notice, preventing to embarrass you.

"alright, alright! you've won, bájos úr… (mr. charming)". your final comment escapes as, practically, a whisper. you can't control the shy laughter, coupled with the considerable redness invading your cheeks.

"that's the secret to make my day!" using his tongue to reproduce a sharp noise, he matches your humorous reactions. "would you like me to show you the infrastructure changes? i'm just gonna take a shower!"

"i've already been granted a tour around here, but in case you insist…" during the dialogue, some athletes cross your space, wishing them good luck for the competition. your concentration on the activity is significant, at the point that dominik's silent admiration goes unnoticed.

"i mean, you know me! i'm gonna insist anyway, so…" he reaches your captivity, bringing you jollification.

"i'll rate you as a personal tour guide. now, go there!" jesting each other, you both exchange exaggerated reverences, like a challenge of who makes the most chaotic one.

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walking around the area, various subjects are explored, informations entrusted. you ask and are updated about his ethereal younger sister.

portraits of the generations are framed. you magnifies his presence in celebratory pictures, dedicated to find him in the memories and achievements on that wall. pride shines from you and the hungarian finds it lovely.

"you know i'm a sucker for accents… they're much more than mere verbal characteristics, they're stories: life experiences, marks and scars. identities and cultural integrations." the topic is random. through generalized opinions, you're explaining conceptions and dominik is retaining mental observations. he exalts every scrap of your identity, like a faithful worshiper.

"basically, you're admitting being enchanted by my accent. i can see the stars in your eyes. a win is a win!" szoboszlai and his frequent attribute to physical touch, tickling your ears and playing with them. it doesn't bother you, actually: adoring the affection exuded by you and him. you feel like a little girl dealing with your one and only love.

"it's beautiful, how can you blame me? and hey, i know mine's making you grin too." he holds your arm, shivers running down your spine, the two of you being euphoric in the midst of your own enthusiasm.

"putting me against the wall? okay, hum… what were you saying before?" he's changing the subject and you have a natural wit to boo him. lifting his shoulders as a surrender, the hungarian focuses on the specific loose strands of his simple bracelet, which you get used to help him tie it again, willingly.

"trying to avoid the truth? fine! let me take care of you while i talk about my admiration towards globalization and communication. like, with every fiber of me…" you accept the conversation's direction and utter a 'voilà' towards the accessory's new appearance.

"that's why you're the best person i've ever seen doing this job." dominik compliments you, an act full of honesty.

"thanks a lot, mate. but which job? as your bracelet helper or my real one?" you provide tenderness, looking amused.

"i mean… both of them." szoboszlai chuckles, revealing courtesy by your continuous helpfulness.

"literally? because i know you know a lot of people. you're so young and already is the national team's captain." you nudge him in a form of tease. he's a starboy, it's undeniable.

"flattered! literally, thought. you were born for this, believe me." vulnerability collides to you, as his words are deliberated: emotions embracing you and warming your insides.

"dominik szoboszlai, my dear friend, you're gonna make me cry, right here. i'm sorry, i need to do it…"

innocent satisfaction builds strength over you and executes unthought-of approach to the tangibility of your gratitude — his colony enrapturing your sensitive olfaction — in the most out-of-control way. the sounds reach your hearing: a choir of angels singing hallelujah. he reciprocates the contact, laughing at your juvenile excitement. joining him and doing the same thing, harmonizing the triumph. in the separation of the touch, you both remain close to each other and the hungarian doesn't miss the opportunity to feel the softness of your side face, caressing the skin. appreciation and satisfaction invade your structure, delighting on the palm of his hand.

"just a dear friend? why are we pretending all this time?" dominik's reading you. the intimidation at the sight of him overhanging you is paralyzing. you don't usually back down, but in that instant — superior than your most repressed desires — your gasps are escaped.

"who is putting who against the wall now?" insisting and failing on your witty answers, shyness and uncertainty corrodes you.

"please, look at me! i'm not kidding anymore." his voice is questioning, intrigued — contradictorily vulnerable and calm — your rationality being fragmented, fragile.

"you know i'm not the kind of woman you're surrounding by, domi. i'm not an influencer, bikini model. i'm not a public figure. i don't live for the cameras and gossip platforms. i live to work hard. i didn't achieve any of this with some type of perk. my routine and your routine are based on traveling..." who could deny it? szoboszlai's always been all that you see. it's much more than a mere passion. your attraction to him is magnetic, intense, vivid. consequently, terrifying.

"i'm just asking for a chance, (your nickname). i don't lie when i say i've never met someone like you. i may be surrounded by a crowd and you'll still be the one to steal my attention, because nobody compares to you."

your eyelids are closed and the exhalation of his sigh penetrates your lungs with the numbing breath of life you've never experienced before. it's happening: the rare situation where thinking carefully about the pros and cons is unworthy, dumbness. your decision is made and the privilege's resolution unify your lips. the beginning demonstrates slowness and patience — the intensification through the concluded wait of the longed-for reality, transforming light and magical kisses into open mouths discovering each other and witnessing the endearment that both offer — hairs, necks, shoulders and waists captured.

"you're the first to create a meaningful presence in my mind and heart. i want you to be the last one too. i love you, kincs (my treasure). i'm finally brave enough to demonstrate it with no fears." dominik's forearm covers your upper torso. your back against his chest, noses resting on each others. rejoicing at the miraculous, incomparable circumstance.

"i love you, drágám (my precious). you're finally mine and it was so fucking worth waiting." his whisper: the living proof of celestial existence.

"how blessed we are…" intertwined bodies, coalesced essences. solitary melodies turning into the sweetest and most complete symphony.

[69dias]

ok trent domi ruben fav pussay eating positions 😋😋😋

okay bae I LOVE this

trent: lays u down on a flat surface, lifts your legs and folds u in half so he can eat you with no way for you to move your thighs. likes to spit on your pussy and sit up for a while, spreading your folded legs to ask if it’s good.

domi: eats it from the back. bends u over a counter or over a table and kneels down so he has the best angle to completely be suffocated by you and fuck his tongue into you. like to lift one leg so he can slot himself in easier

ruben: kneeling on the floor in between your legs. classic, but so sexy. keeps his face in there for hours, holding ur thighs apart w his hands and not letting you move just because he can . Hehe

[findingnemosworld]

𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 - 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐤 𝐬𝐳𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐳𝐥𝐚𝐢

• 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

( 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 )

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲

How could she just sit there and laugh and look so beautiful?

He sat next to Trent, Curtis, Harvey and Ibrahima who were in the midst of chatting over the upcoming match whilst across from them, she sat with one of the media interns, chatting about something which clearly drew out a laugh from her as she couldn't stop giggling the entire time he was watching her - to say he was furious would be an understatement, he was vexed, irate and everything under the sun, the intern was a male and if one were to look at them from a distance, he'd probably be under the impression that they were on a date.

He felt covetous, yes he was covetous.

He wanted - no he needed her yet it felt like they were running around one another in circles, they had a bond, a very close bond, they'd spent nights in each other's homes, shared tender kisses, soft touches and then some; yet, it seemed like she had no desire to admit the obvious, going as far as to ignore him in public or converse in a manner that admittedly shattered his heart, she was indifferent to the connection between them, while he tried to understand her reasoning, he was far too devastated by her lack of communication to remain as patient as he could.

He waited for the perfect opportunity, she'd left the canteen - five minutes in, he followed her all the way to her office; without so much of a warning, he locked the door behind them causing her to turn around and look at him with a confused expression, " What're yo- Oh? " she was silenced by his lips pressing entirely over hers, one hand tightly gripped her waist while the other rests on the back of her neck pulling her in.

A few minutes in, he pulls back and whispers. " I've wanted to do this all morning "

She giggles, " You're something else! " suddenly she’s hoisted up and placed on the chair in her office, she watched him as he kneeled down in front of her, " What are you doing? " she asks with a raised brow.

He shot her a smirk then leaned in, spreading her legs apart before he pressed featherlight kisses across her inner thighs, " I’m starving, so be a good girl and let me eat "

Before she can respond, a soft gasp escapes her lips at the feel of his lips pressing a tender kiss over her clothed cunt, " Oh! " she reaches over to thread her digits through his hair while he pushes her panties to the side, " Ple– Fuck, Oh my god " she moaned the moment she felt his tongue slide through her slick cunt coupled with his index finger curling inside of her. " Domi " she whimpers.

His gaze shot up to meet hers, his palm rests on her thigh to hold her in place while he continued to devour her like a starved man – she leaned her head back, she struggles to keep her eyes open for a brief moment before she felt a sharp sting against her pussy walls causing her to yelp.

He shot her a glare then murmured against her slick pussy, " Keep your eyes, I want you to watch me while I eat this delicious cunt "

She squirms and whines, " Uh … " her chest rises and falls at a rapid pace, " Fuck, just like that " she thrusts her pussy against his face, the knot in her lower stomach building up. " I .. Fuck, I’m gonna cum "

He pushed his middle digit along with his index digit, while his tongue moved up and down until he felt her arousal exploded against his tongue, he lapped up every drop then pulled back, " Just as delicious as the first time "

He hoists her up then sits down and pulls her on his lap, he pulls her in for a soft kiss before he murmured, " Think you got it in you to ride my cock baba "

She nods, pressing a soft kiss to his lips before she reached over to pull the length of his cock out his sweats, drawing out a hiss from him which quickly shifted into a strangled moan the moment his cock effortlessly slipped into her pussy, " Ó, bébi… " he sighs, gripping her waist, " Fuck "

He tugs her close for a kiss while she moved up and down, the friction of their hips colliding drew out the sweetest sounds from the two of them, His breath grew labored as he murmurs, " Such a good girl, such a good girl pillangó "

Her thrusts became sloppy as she moved at a rapid pace, whining and whimpering. " Oh …, Oh fuck, fuck " a few thrusts in and she collapsed on top of him, he wrapped his arm around her waist then kissed the top of her head. " I needed that " she giggled.

He didn’t respond which confused her, she lifts her head up then says, " What’s wrong? "

He didn’t respond, instead he helps her off of him and the pair get dressed before he blurted out the one phrase that shifted everything between them …

" I want more … "

She looks up at him, confused by his phrase – causing her to tilt her head, " What do you mean? "

" You know exactly what I mean baba " He states with a ponderous voice. " Aren’t you tired of us running in circles? I mean we’re basically a couple but you’re refusing to admit that we are "

" We never said we are " She interjects refusing to admit what was right there in front of them. " Besides, If I remember correctly, we agreed that it would be an arrangement "

" Maybe for you but not for me " He shakes his head, his eyes darkened by the emotion he’d been withholding inside. " Baba, I adore you and this whole time, we’ve been acting like a couple but you just won’t admit it because of something that happened in the past, something that shouldn’t affect your future "

Her eyes widened as her mind drew her back to that very day — she visibly shivered, her lips trembled. " I … I … " her eyes were glossy with tears threatening to fall.

" You know what " He said calmly, with a broken smile. " If you don’t want to admit that we have something, then I don’t think I can do this anymore "

Before she could even muster up a reply, he storms out of her office leaving with a part of her already bruised heart – she lets out a sob, as the realization of her actions finally caught up to her.

The fact of the matter was that she knew she was in love with him yet she couldn’t bring her self to admit it, mostly due to the trauma she had endured, three years ago, before she had stepped into Liverpool, she was madly in love with a man, a football player for a local team in her hometown, the pair had gone through ups and down together until one fateful night, she’d been phoned by the hospital to receive the worst possible.

The man that she loved had died, due to a drunken car accident.

What followed were months of pure torture which lead to her vowing never to be vulnerable to any man up until she met Dominik, and while everything he said made sense — the fear of losing him was prominent and in full strength, especially in this moment.

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The following weeks were torment for her, he would clearly avoid speaking to her during the media shoots, preferring to silently work instead of talking – and each time she sought him out, he’d either make up an excuse or avoid her, or even worse, flat out flirt with the female interns in front of her spurring a very aching covetousness inside of her, she tried to ignore it, she really did yet it was too much to handle and on one evening, as training concluded, an unlikely figure approached her.

" You alright love? " Trent asks her, clearly concerned by her state.

She offers him a weak smile and nods, yet he doesn’t relent, raising a brow at her, she sighs and shakes her head. " No "

Trent chuckles, " I’m assuming it’s got something to do with him "

Her head shot up quickly, " Huh? " she murmurs.

" Love, we may be a bit dumb sometimes but we aren’t that dumb " Trent laughs before adding on, " It’s not that discreet between the two of you "

She lets out a soft sigh, " Well I blew it, and he’s probably with someone else "

Trent raised a brow, she really thought he had moved on which was far from the truth, if any thing he was a mess as he’d called Trent the other night completely inebriated and rambling about her — " What if he isn’t? would you try to win him back? "

She nods slowly, " I love him, but I guess my past got in the way "

Trent nods in understanding, he’d been the only one who was aware of her trauma and had sworn to secrecy ever since. " Love, I think you need to stop letting your past be an excuse, he really loves you "

She nods, " So do I "

Trent grew silent before his eyes light up, " I have an idea " he states.

" What? " She frowns in confusion.

Trent beams, " I’ll convince him to go on a blind date, the blind date being you "

" You think he’ll accept it? " She wonders.

Trent scoffs, " He’ll accept it, don’t worry "

And indeed true to his word, he had sent her the coordinates of the restaurant for her to drive there — she’d gotten ready, wearing her brand new dress, curled her hair to perfection, a soft layer of make up adorning her features – she slips her shoes on and is off to the restaurant.

After a thirty minute drive, she was finally there – she parked her car, then stepped out with her purse in hand; she walked inside the restaurant, and was lead to the reserved table Trent made, with each step she felt the nerves build up until her eyes fell on him.

He was dressed in an all black suit which complimented him quite well, when his eyes fell on her, they softened for a moment before he looked away causing her to frown, the waiter interrupted the moment, " We are here miss "

She nods in gratitude then sits down across from him, a brief wave of silence passes them before he said, " You look incredible "

She blushes, " So do you! "

Another wave of silence falls over them before he said, " Baba, can we talk? "

She nods, " We should "

He inhales then exhales before he said, " You know, this whole time, I couldn’t stop thinking about you, I tried to let you go baba, I really tried but I can’t, I love you "

She blinks away the tears away then replies to him, " I love you too Domi, I … I am ready to tell you about my reasons "

" Baba, you don’t have to " He states with a soft tone.

" No, I want to " She smiled softly before letting out a soft breath, " Before I met you, before I came to Liverpool I um … I was working for a local team in my hometown, and I fell in love with one of the players, we had such a whirlwind romance, and I thought he was the one until … fate took him away from me, five years into our relationship "

" What happened? " He asked, both confused and concerned.

" He was killed by a drunk driver, and um … it sent me on a tornado of emotions that lead me into becoming closed off, it’s why I refused to admit what we had, but I can’t deny it " She said, " Dominik, I want this … I want us back, I want to be your official girlfriend "

He smiled widely, " Baba " he reaches over to grab her hand, " I love you too "

He leans over to press a soft kiss to her lips causing her to smile, " So I guess this means we are official " she said.

" We are " He grins.

[rubendiasthoughts]

imagine dominik having to walk out of his childhood room (because you’re visiting his parents in hungary) still horny and hard because you were making out on his bed but his parents called you since dinner is ready and hes literally whining like a baby

Omg stoppp 🤭 like he's got you on his lap, straddling him, his hands shamelessly exploring your body while his tounge is pushing into your mouth and he's rocking you against his bulge, making you moan into his mouth 🤭 but that's when you hear his mom calling the two of you for dinner and he tries to convince you to not go, telling you that the two of you should just say you will eat later but you insist that you have to go or else it would be inpolite and he's groaning, throwing his head back rubbing his face with his hands. But you won't give in and he finally has to get up and he's just quickly fixing his pants and he would be so grumpy about it 🫣

Maybe would make you suck him off later to make up for it 🫣 like once the two of you are alone in his room again he comes up to you from behind, pressing his erection against your back and he leans in and whispers "gonna be my good girl? gonna take care of it for me, baby?" into your ear 🫣

[formulalfc]

dominik szoboszlai blurbs masterlist

playing with dom's hair

getting dom to admit he's jealous

dom doesn't like how close you are with some of the boys

dom isn't happy when someone lays their hands on you

dom being whipped for you

dom breaking you in 18+

threesomes with trent and dom 18+

domi always holds your hand during sex 18+

teasing domi under the table at dinner with your parents 18+

trent and domi hard launching your relationship

domi looking after you when you're drunk

domi helping you put your necklaces on

what domi posts of you on instagram

looking after domi when he's injured

domi begging to fuck you 18+

face sitting with trent and domi 18+

going shopping with domi

soft sex with domi 18+

you find domi with another girl at the club

dom comes home to you and your baby

domi doesn't like the way his dad speaks to you

domi dries your hair for you

your boyfriend loves spoiling you

you guys tease your fans with tik toks

domi makes your pregnancy cravings for you

telling your situationship domi that you're pregnant

your first date with domi

more soft sex with domi 18+

doing tik tok trends together

domi is extroverted and you're super introverted

meeting domi's family

you move in with domi

you ask domi to record a certain tik tok for you to watch

domi is super proud of how intelligent you are

trying to cope with long distances with domi

doing anal for the first time with domi 18+

domi is obsessed with your tits when you're pregnant 18+

cuddles with domi

going to a house party with domi's friends you don't know

your honeymoon with domi

babymoon with domi

lewis sees you with your new boyfriend domi

you call domi daddy when he's eating you out

your pregnancy with situationship domi

domi comforting you after your mum passes away

domi being submissive for you 18+

you love domi's new tattoo

domi is so excited to see u he can't help but finish a bit quicker than usual 18+

domi is obsessed with your boobs but since your baby has been born he doesn't get to touch them as often 18+

you show your close friend's story which of domi's fingers are your favourites

calling domi daddy for the first time 18+

you're the only one that can calm domi down when he's angry

domi isn't keen on you being around f1 drivers 18+

domi arguing with your son over who you love more

your friend with benefits domi is jealous of some guy 18+

domi is worried he hurt you during sex the night before 18+

[whorekneecentral]

Come Home

Dominik Szoboszlai x Fem!Reader

Warnings: separated for the holidays, staying up late, waking up your partner for a selfish needs, phone sex, dialogue heavy, masturbation (self - fem and male), mutual orgasm, some scandalous things that on both ends, dom!reader for a second there, lots of pet names.

Word Count: 1,573

Author's Note: okay this is my first full fic for dom, I had only written like 2 blurbs or him prior so hopefully it's okay <3

merry smutmas series

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The two of you are separated over the holidays and you’re missing each other a little too much to keep this going. 

London was rather cold this time of the year, not quite as cold as Germany, but still cold.

In your boyfriend's recent move to Liverpool, you had joined him, which meant a new apartment, a new city and a new job. Your family was originally from London, so it wasn't much of a difference that you had moved back but Dominik's family was not.

Your boyfriend have gone home to Hungary to see his family for the holidays, and while you wish you had been able to join him, you were stuck doing last-minute work as everyone else had booked the holidays off and you were one of the last hires - automatic grounds for you having to stay in doing the grunt work.

It wasn't so bad seeing that the time difference between Hungary and London was only an hour. Dom had always been an early sleeper, so when you got home nearing midnight and you finally settled into bed at some point after that.

You couldn't help but text him anyways.

To Dom: hi my love 

It was 2am for you and you couldn’t sleep but you figured Dom would be sleeping. Hence your surprise when he answered. 

From Dom: hi baby 

To Dom: you’re awake? Shocking. 

From Dom: barely, I heard the phone buzz. are you okay? 

To Dom: yeah, just couldn’t sleep. 

It takes him a minute to answer, you figured he might have fallen asleep.  You send another message, it’s selfish when you know the noise will wake up - he had always been a light sleeper - but you missed him. 

To Dom: I miss you. 

From Dom: I miss you more. 

To Dom: that’s cheesy. don’t one up me, dom. 

From Dom: only you’d think that. 

To Dom: can I call you? Just for a minute? I wanna hear your voice. 

From Dom: of course babe 

The phone rings quietly, resting on the pillow next to your ear as you wait for your boyfriend to pick up. You hear the click of the line, "hi love," he whispers, the sleep evident in his voice.

You feel a bit bad for waking him up but you were but a woman and selfish one at that.

"Hi Dom," you whisper back, "I miss you."

"I miss you too, darling."

You sighed, your hand stretched over the empty half of the bed - his half of the bed. "It's hard to sleep without you, I'm so used to you suffocating me."

It was no secret that Dom was affectionate, even in his sleep. The man clung to your side and at first, you hated it and his furnace like body but you had gotten used to it after a few days. As much as you complained, you found it hard to sleep without him now.

Dominik smiles, a soft chuckle slipping past his lips. "I wish I could be there too but I doubt you'd be sleeping if I was there, my love."

"Yeah?" You find yourself smiling, Dom had no idea what he was opening up by saying that. "What would we be doing instead?"

"Well," he whispers, it sounds like he's shifting on his end. "Perhaps what you had on would end up on the floor.. or maybe my hands would slip under it, touching everywhere you want me too."

"And where would that be?"

Dom hums, taking a moment to think. "Your tits, or maybe I'd drag a finger down your stomach to your hips, biting that sensitive little spot by your upper thigh? Maybe I'll skip all of that and bury my face in your cunt, what do you think?"

He can hear the way your breath hitches, the man smiles to himself.

You clear your throat, "y-yeah.. that sounds like a good plan."

"Which part, darling?"

"Uh-"

"Use your words, princess. C'mon."

"All of it," you whispered, the man smiling. Dom glances down at the scene before his waist; his hand wrapped around his cock, imagining all the filthy things he could be doing to you if only you were there.

"Dom?" You called out to him, "you still there?"

He lets out a breath, nodding. "Still here babe."

"You got quiet for a minute there. Thought you fell asleep on me."

"Oh no, I'm still here, darling."

Dominik is quiet, his hand moving up and down his cock slowly as he reimagines what he could be doing to you. You find yourself in the same situation; imagining what your boyfriend was doing on the other end of the line, your hand slipping down the front of your panties. 

“Is that why you called?” He asks you softly, his voice pulling you back to reality. “Mhm, missed your pretty face,” you say and Dom smiles. 

Even when you're horny, you're still as charming as the day you met him. 

“I think you miss more than my face, my love.” 

You play dumb, “what do you mean?” And it’s almost like you can see the cocky smile on his face. 

“I think you miss me, y/n. My touch, my hands, my lips, my taste.. my-” 

“Yeah,” you cut him off with a ragged breath. “Everything about you.” Your words cause him to smile to himself.

You rubbed slow circles over your clit. “I was thinking about you,” you tell him, “missing the way your fingers stretch me out, make me feel so full.” 

“Really?” He asks a little too eagerly, mentally kicking himself for sounding so desperate but 3 weeks without you is a long time. 

“Really, baby. Mine don’t feel as good as yours do.” 

Dominik groans, “you can’t tell me that.” 

You bite back a smile, and you’re quiet for a moment before you speak. “Why not? Not enough to get you to touch yourself ? Or did you already start?” 

“You’re horrible,” he huffs, earning a laugh. 

“Oh come on Dom, you’re no fun.” You smile when you hear the movement of his hand on his side. “What are you doing?” You ask him. 

“What do you think I’m doing?” 

“You can’t answer a question with a question, Dominik. I know you know better than that.” 

He groans, irritated that he’s been on the phone for the last 15 minutes, you’ve been spinning him in circles and he has yet to cum. “Either you help me or I hang up, sweetheart.” He tells you, the pet name a dig at you. 

You love to tease him, it was your favourite pastime honestly. “How can I help you if I don’t know what I'm supposed to help you with?” 

“Fuck- y/n, come on. It’s not funny. I can’t stop thinking about you.” He rambles out in one breath. 

“About me? How sweet.” You chuckle, “get your hand wet, baby. I know you didn’t.” 

He hums, moving his hand to spit on it before wrapping it around his cock again. 

You hear the satisfied sigh that leaves his mouth, “that’s better,” you tell him, your own fingers moving a little faster. Your boyfriend is quiet, his hand moving up and down, he can hear the soft whimpers coming from your side of the line, the slightly wet noise filling the silence in between. 

He musters up the energy to speak, “what are you doing?”

“Exactly what you'd be doing if you were here.” You tell him, panties pulled to the side and your own two fingers buried in your pussy. He huffs a breath, “fuck- god I wish I was home.” 

“You’ll be home soon.” 

“Not soon enough.” 

“I miss you,” you tell him, starting your teasing again. “I miss waking up beside you, miss your touch, your arms around me, your mouth, your fingers, your cock.” 

Dominik's brown eyes close, imagining how pretty you looked laid there; legs spread, fingers in you. He could sit there and watch you all day if you let him. 

“Dom,” you sigh, your fingers curling up. “Yeah?” He answers. 

“Feels so fucking good.” 

“I wish I was there,” he admits, hand still moving but a bit faster this time. “Me too,” you hum, eyes closed as your other hand reaches down to rub on your clit.

Both you and Dom were on the edge of orgasm, the tightening knot in your stomach. “Dominik, god, fuck, please.” You ramble out, “yeah me too, baby.” 

Head tossed back into the pillows, eyes fluttering shut as you feel yourself slip over the edge. Your fingers are moving but you barely register the physical feeling of it. His name falls from your lips like a prayer, along with a string of please, yes and all the explicits under the sun. Dominik follows a moment after you; his name coming from you, in that context, imagining how pretty you must look was enough for him. The warm liquid all over his hand and his lower stomach. 

The line goes quiet, Dom breaks the silence as he reaches over to grab a tissue. “Do you have work?” 

You yawn, settling back into bed. “No, have the day off today and tomorrow."

“Good,” he smiles, wiping off his stomach and hand. He tosses the tissue in the trash before settling into bed again. 

You whispered, feeling yourself get more tired as the seconds passed. “Going back to sleep?” 

"Probably, stay with me?" He asks and you hum, turning over to settle on your side. "I love you, Dominik."

He whispers back; "I love you too, y/n."

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[trcpicoz]

𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞

a/n: this was inspired by an idea @yungbludz gave me, i hope you like this girlie🤍

word count: 1.2k

masterlist

summary: your brother trent introduces you to dominik and what starts as a hookup behind your brother’s back turns into a secret relationship with a man you grew to love

warnings: smut 18+

you woke up with a text from your big brother.

“hey y/n, me and the boys are going to club later tonight if you wanna come with us. you can bring a plus one if you want to :)”

“sure i’ll be over at your place later and i’ll bring anya with me we’ve been dying to go out all week.”

“ok good, just don’t flirt or hookup with any of my teammates i don’t want you getting hurt.”

“trent im 20 years old you can’t tell me what to do.”

“i’m just trying to protect you but whatever take it that way if you want.”

you showed up to trent’s apartment. “anya had something come up so she couldn’t come, but i’ll still go” trent rolled his eyes since he suggested bringing a friend so you’d be more concerned with her than his teammates especially dominik who he knew you had a thing for. you were wearing a short backless dress and heels, you normally showed skin when you went to the club but you’ve never gone with your brother “i hate that dress y/n it’s too revealing” you rolled your eyes at your brother, you were tired of him being so protective and often controlling “i don’t give a fuck what you think about the dress let’s go and just quit pissing me off” you both walked out mad at each other.

you arrived at the club and greeted trent’s teammates until you paused when you got to dominik, your crush. he was wearing a black button up shirt with his chest revealed in front of your eyes, his hair was slicked to the side with a strand falling in front of his forehead, his lips were plump and full, his beard was freshly trimmed and lined up, his cologne smelt sexy and expensive like a man that could spoil you with sex and material items. “hi i’m-” dominik interrupted you when you introduced yourself “fucking gorgeous” he said softly almost under his breath not even realizing he said this out loud scanning your body up and down biting his lip undressing you with his eyes. you were immediately flattered and giggled “thank you” dominik snapped out of his lustful state eyes wide open looking at you like a confused puppy “i’m sorry- uh what?” you glanced at him seductively “you said i’m gorgeous and you’re staring at me like you’re enjoying the view” dominik never had someone take control of the conversation like this, he was so used to being dominant and the one doing the seducing but this time it was you. “i would be lying if i said you weren’t the most beautiful girl i’ve ever seen” you both stared into each other’s eyes and just before dominik spoke- “so what’s going on here?” ugh it was your brother coming to annoy you for the 50th time that night “trent what the fuck do you want i’m having a conversation” dominik turned away from you feeling uncomfortable from the sibling bickering and slight cock blocking from his friend. “i just wanted to see how you were doing” trent leans down to whisper in your ear “please don’t do anything stupid” you pushed trent away from you “just fuck off oh my god”.

some time had passed at the club and you and dominik were dancing all night. “we should go back to my place” dominik said in your ear over the loud music. “okay, but we have to figure out a way to get out of here without my brother knowing i’m going with you” so you texted your brother.

“hey trent, i’m not feeling well i’m gonna take an uber back to my apartment, get home safe, love you 🤍”

“okay, hope you feel better little sis, love you too🤍”

you and dominik left to his place. the second you entered the apartment dominik picked you up and carried you to his room kissing you will his lucious lips. “i’ve been waiting to take this dress off of you all night, i can’t wait to make you cum” dominik removed your dress and kissed down your torso until he reached your panties “have you ever been eaten out?” he looked at you with the filthiest eyes, mouth almost drooling thinking about how wet you are “nobody ever-” the feeling of his tongue made you choke on your words “ah what a shame, you taste heavenly” he worked his tongue against your folds and your clit tasting every drop of your wetness then he came up air for air rubbing your clit slowly “since you’ve never been eaten out, you’ve never been tongue fucked” he smiles at your confused face “what’s that?” he chuckles “let me show you” dominik shoved his tongue in your pussy moving his chin up and down fast making you moan. no man has ever treated you like this in bed, it was something you’ve never felt before. how could something feel so good and make you this happy, you instantly caught feelings. he continued to suck on your cunt while you rubbed your hands through his hair, you didn’t know if you were falling in love with him, his mouth or both. you patted his cheek “wait baby-” you realized what you just called a man you just met “baby?” “oh i didn’t mean to call you that i just-” “you sound worried as if i sound upset, i like it when you call me that” you felt relieved that he didn’t care “dom i want you inside me” he undressed himself in front you and got on the bed and put your legs on his shoulders kissing your legs rubbing his face against them “i think i’m falling in love with you”. he slowly entered his thick cock inside of your wet dripping pussy “you’re so wet baby” the strokes were slow but powerful, each time he pumped his cock in your pussy you both moaned, it’s like his cock was made just for you. dominik groaned “i’m getting so close” he started going fast and you started to scream feeling your orgasm creeping upon you. you and dominik came at the same time as you both felt an out of body experience, you never felt this connected to someone.

once you both caught your breath he took his time cleaning you off since he finished on your stomach. “do you want a glass of wine? you know i make good money i have the good stuff” you smiled and gave him a peck “of course baby go pour me glass”.

“i know this might be too fast or upfront and maybe this isn’t what you had in mind when you wanted to hookup with a guy after you went to a club but…do you wanna go out on a date? maybe dinner or if you really want to splurge we can go to paris for a day? i just wanna get to know you and spoil you a bit, i wanna treat you like a princess- no a queen.” you nearly cried at a man falling head over heels for you like you did for him “i would love that dom, let’s start out with dinner first though, i don’t wanna drain your pockets that much” you caressed his cheek and kissed him.

dominik left the room to get your glass of wine when your phone rang, it was trent. “why the fuck are you at dominik’s apartment y/n!?” you forgot you and trent turned on each other’s location just incase you split up at the club. how will you and dominik be together now that he knows?

[mountsgirl]

Shower-Dominik Szoboszlai

In honour of last night’s Carabao Cup win

Pairing: Dominik x fem!reader

Summary: Dom makes it up to you

an: hi guys, so this is my first fic, hope you like it! based on a disscussion with a very lovely anon warnings: smut

'Come on, what was I supposed to do? Not talk to anyone?' he sighed, not understanding why you were so mad. “Dominik, she was all over you and you did nothing to stop her!” you say. The night out at a club in Liverpool with some of Dominik's teammates left a bitter taste as you had to watch girls throwing themselves at your boyfriend the whole time. 'You're just insecure, always thinking that I’ll leave you' your boyfriend says without even thinking about what came out of his mouth. You don't even try to argue with him, while holding back tears, you left your shared kitchen and decided to take a shower in order to calm yourself down. As you turned on the shower, you cursed at how cold the water was and quickly turned it to a hotter temperature. Tears started streaming down your cheeks with Dominik's words echoing in your mind. As he realized what he did and how this must’ve affected you, Dominik opened the bathroom door to find your silky black dress and underwear thrown on the ground and the shower cabin all foggy from the hot water. He stripped himself from his clothes and opened the shower cabin, much to your surprise. 'Get out!' you say firmly but he doesn't move and instead he kisses you hungrily, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer, feeling all of him. 'I'm sorry baby. You're the most gorgeous woman in my life and no one can take me away from you. I was an idiot, let me make it up to you szerelmem' he says getting down on his knees before you. You let out a moan as he smirks and puts your right leg on his shoulder. He traces your inner thigh with his lips, nibbling on your sensitive skin as your breath hitches in your throat. The next thing you feel is his tongue on your core, drawing endless moans of pleasure out of you. 'So wet and sweet, just for me, right baby?' 'Dominik please' you whine at the loss of contact. 'Please what?' 'Please touch me' you say and he doesn't need to hear anything more as his mouth make contact with your pussy again. Your thighs tremble at the pleasure you feel from his touch and your only reaction to the dirtiest sounds of him eating you out are the shameless moans you make. He holds your thighs with his strong hands, preventing you to close them as you feels your orgasm approaching. 'Dominik' you scream his name as he brings you to your climax, licking the juices running down your thighs. You let out another moan as he rises and kisses you like the world was ending right then and there. You wrap your arms around him as he holds you by your waist whispering in your ear 'I love you and I'm sorry, I didn't meant anything I said'. You kiss him again 'I love you too'.

[iwriteficsandtragedies]

Neglected

A/N oh my god they were roommates, 800 words. Be kind, it's been a thousand years.

Athlete: Dominik Szoboszlai

Warnings: 18+ only please - fingering, mouth full of sin; also breakups, shitty boyfriends, beer, porn; Google translated Hungarian. Shady POV switching.

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Dominik greets her at the door with takeout and the good beer, just as she did for him during his last breakup. “That guy was trash, anyway.”

She rolls her eyes, shoves past him to drop her work things on the stairs and strip out of her winter outerwear. “Try not to look so happy about my impending spinsterhood.”

He chuckles as he turns for the kitchen to unpack their dinner. “He didn’t even watch football,” he called over his shoulder. “What did the two of you even talk about?”

He watches her pick through her food, waiting for her to open up first. She’s sad, but not devastated. “He wasn’t even all that into me,” she finally says, and he shifts his body towards her.

“What do you mean?’

She shrugs. “Just… never initiated. Anything. Never texted me first, never planned anything, never… anything, really.” She sets down her near-untouched food. “I don’t know why I put so much effort into it. And he was always jealous of us living together.”

He leans forward onto the counter next to her, his own food forgotten. “Idiot.” 

She looks towards him with a defeated half-smile. “Plus it’s hard to compete against… y’know, the internet.” He raises a questioning brow. “I think he preferred porn to me, honestly.” 

His brain goes blank for a moment, a dull hum in place of thoughts before he blinks himself back to awareness. “…the fuck?”

She laughs at his bewilderment. “Come on, Domi, it’s not like it’s a rare thing anymore.” He continues to stare at her in wide-eyed confusion. “Stop it.”

He rises to his full height, moving to stand in front of her. She can’t understand his muttering in Hungarian, but he looks pissed when he lays his hands on the counter to frame her in between his arms. “I hope his dick falls off.”

She can’t help the snort she makes, smiling up at him. “To be fair,” smile faltering when his face grows darker, closer to hers. “Domi, you-”

“When’s the last time he touched you,” he croons in her ear, fingertips skimming over the curves of her waist and hips. “When’s the last time he made you feel good, pretty girl?”

“I-” Her voice catches when he caresses the bare skin just beneath the hem of her shorts, her heart threatening to beat out of her chest. She can feel her face reddening, her body flushing with the heat rising in her. “I don’t remember.”

He makes a noise low in his throat, hands gripping dimples into her thighs. “Fucker,” he murmurs, and the press of his thigh between her legs spikes her adrenaline. His lips trace her jawline to her mouth, skimming over her trembling lips. “That’s unacceptable.”

She puts up no resistance when he hikes her legs around his waist, pushing her onto the counter to finally seal his lips against hers; she’s pliant when his tongue coaxes her bottom lip open, putty in his hands as they explore her body. He inches back to smile down at her and he’s so devastatingly handsome she has to bite back a whimper, fingers curling into his shirt. “Kiss me again,” she pleads, and he’s so eager to comply her body slides further backwards, head narrowly missing the cabinet behind her. With a grunt he forces her forward again, body molded to hers as his tongue desperately seeks out hers.

“Take me to bed,” she gasps, oxygen deprived but still starved for his kiss. “Take me to bed, Domi, please.” He curses when her fingers tighten in his hair, her hips rolling against his. He’s so hard it’s painful.

“Need to make you cum first,” he says, swallowing her whine of protest when he hikes her shorts and panties over her ass down to her knees. “Need it,” he whispers, begs. When he drags the pad of his thumb through the slick gathering between her legs, parting her lips to swipe over her clit in a slow, soothing rhythm, the shiver that darts up her spine pushes a moan from her throat.

“That’s it, isn’t it?” He’s equal parts arrogant and awestruck, pupils blown wide as he watches her come undone. She doesn’t try to still her quaking thighs, kept apart by his slim hips; she comes embarrassingly fast, his name a quiet cry on her lips when her orgasm jolts through her suddenly, engulfed by his scent when he presses himself ever closer to hold her as she trembles.

“Holy shit,” she says when she feels like she can breathe again. “You’re…” she trails off weakly.

He takes her chin between his thumb and forefinger to bring her face to his, his lips soft against hers again. “I’m just getting started,” he promises.

[lover-222]

Angel Baby (D.S)

warning: smut 18+

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it was known that dominik was a playboy, liverpool's finest man on the field loved having different girls on him. he was one of liverpool's best players right now. the hungarian man loved partying and living the football dream. he was a heartbreaker, he loved how women desired him. today was nothing different.

liverpool had just won their last game of the season, and the boys were going to celebrate just how they always did.

"you ready for today dom?, i wonder who'll be your next victim" trent chuckled as he looked at his teammate.

dom wore an all black outfit with his silver chain and a diamond bracelet. he made a simple outfit look extravagant. he put on lotion, styled his brown hair, and sprayed some of his favorite cologne.

the club they frequently went to was busy. the flickering colored lights danced all over the building, the dance floor was filled with many couples dancing. the alcoholic beverages were being served to many different tables.

dominik talked and laughed with his teammates slowly but surely getting tipsy. the boys one by one started leaving the table to go dance and talk to pretty girls. trent and dominik were the only ones left.

that was until he spotted her, she looked angelic. she wore a tight white dress, her long black hair was waist level. she was there with another friend who had caught trent's attention.

the boys went up to them and offered them a drink. the couples separated into other tables just to be more comfortable with their dates.

"you're very beautiful i just had to talk to you, i'm domi-" he was cut off by the pretty girl.

"i know exactly who you are, dominik szoboszlai" she smiled.

she was innocent, sweet, and delicate. nothing like he's ever had before. all the girls he would fuck were all over him, she was different. y/n wanted him even if it was just for the night. she didn't want to look desperate but one night with dominik szoboszlai would be amazing.

the drinks were coming and coming, the alcohol burned her throat. although by the fifth shot it felt like they were drinking water. the tension started to rise, they couldn't help it.

they ended up at dominik's house, she knew how he was. he didn't want commitment or something stable, he just wanted a good time.

the couple was inside of the house, neither of them disconnected from the heated kiss. dom kissed and sucked on her exposed neck, leaving hickeys on her skin. she felt pure bliss, his lips felt so good on her skin.

he lead her upstairs to his room, he was eager. he needed her badly. dominik laid her gracefully on his bed, she looked truly angelic as she laid on top of his white sheets. he got on top of her, not doing anything yet. he just looked at her facial features, admiring every detail of her frame.

"i just wanted to let you know that i don't want a relationship or any commitment since of football-" he stated.

"i know, i just want to be one of your girls tonight dom. so is liverpool's best man going to fuck me or not?" she said seductively.

he had pure lust in his eyes, his brown eyes turned into a darker shade and were blown out. dominik took off her dress, leaving her in her matching lacy set.

dominik thought he had died and gone to heaven. her matching white lacy bra and underwear were making him hard by every second.

"not fair you still have your clothes on" she said and sat up properly.

he laughed at her, y/n's hands traveled to the hem of his black shirt tucking on it. as soon as she took it off she kissed his muscular chest, while her hands explored his abs. she saw more of his tattoos that were scattered all over both of his arms.

they were perfectly detailed and the shading gave them more depth. the way each design wrapped around and covered his arms made her wet. the thought of being manhandled by him made her dizzy.

dom kissed her tan body, gently unclasping her white lacy bra. she looked ethereal, a true angel was laying down right in front of him. the lust and sexual tension filled the room, and the heated make out session didn't stop. not until he pulled down her panties, and she reached out for his boxers.

"no angel you first i want to see how much of a good girl you are" he smirked as he planted kisses on her stomach.

he kissed her thighs, she was melting from his touch. the combination of his lips on her and his manly scent was intoxicating but in the best way possible. he wrapped his hands around her soft thighs to keep her from moving. as he kissed her thighs, she'd sigh in pleasure. his beard would rub against her flesh making her squirm.

dom licked her inner folds, he gently sucked and licked every part of her sex. she couldn't stop moaning his name. he was so good at what he was doing, his tongue felt like pure bliss against her core.

"god i don't think i'll last very long" she said following up with a moan.

it was heaven for dominik, her angelic voice saying dirty things made him smirk.

"god's not here baby, it's just me" he replied as he pulled her into him and harshly sucked on her clit.

her mouth made an o-shape, y/n grasped a handful of his hair making him groan. she had felt the vibration right in her core, there was no way she could hold her orgasm in. his tongue circled around her clit making her pulsate against him.

she was so wet against him, although she was getting frustrated because he wouldn't let her cum. to the point where she started riding his face, which he quickly made her stop and pulled away.

"no what are you doing my love?" he asked playfully, knowing exactly what she wanted.

she would do anything to reach her orgasm, she craved him so badly.

he had a playful yet sinful smile, "i want to be inside you when you cum".

he teased her entrance with his cock, moving it gently up and down. he was a good size, way bigger than her ex boyfriend. she felt him deep inside of her, every thrust was pleasurebale. the couple moaned loudly, his thrusts were fast and then slow. he would thrust into her at a fast pace, then would slow down, teasing her.

"fuck dom please i'm so close" she whined, tears building up making her eyes water.

"such a pretty angel begging me to let her cum, are you really going to cry?" he teased her as he grabbed her face with his hand gently squeeze her cheeks, yet not stopping his rhythm.

tears ran down her face, the pleasure was too much to handle. she would bite her lip to stop herself from cumming. she'd bit to hard and was now bleeding a bit, the metallic taste wondered her mouth.

he was reaching his high, his thrust became faster and more precise. his chain dangled from his neck, she hooked her pointer finger on the chain making him come closer to her. their lips crashed against each other, he tasted like mint. he was hitting her g-spot in every thrust which made her claw his back.

"you feel so fucking good, i'm going to cum" he said as his thrust became sloppy.

"me too, fuck i can't hold it anymore" she moaned out.

"cum with me angel" he said as he quickened up his pace.

his cock thrusted deep into her, making her shiver. she felt on top of the world, her orgasm building up in her core. he kissed her hashly, then swiftly put her on top making her ride him.

she moved desperately on his thick cock, nothing stopped her from riding him. it felt incredibly good. her perfect body was on display just for him, he held on to her waist. he followed her rhythm and would thrust into her occasionally. y/n looked down at him, he was a mess under her.

his hair was a mess, and his cheeks were scarlet red. even with his hair all over the place, he looked fucking beautiful. he looked like he was sculpted by greek gods, every single one of his curves were perfectly defined.

dom thought she was angelic, her doe like eyes attracted him. she was a sweet angel, her lips tasted like cherries. her dainty hands would messily pick up her hair, although her head tilted back due to her pleasure.

he snaked his hand up her chest and rested it on her neck. she loved it, he maintained a firm grasp around her. she felt euphoric, she held on to his arm as she felt her orgasm building up.

"i'm close angel" he told her as he thrusted into her yet again but deeper.

her eyebrows scrunched up, "me too fuck dom please".

the sensation built up as he thrusted into her, she managed to reach down and circled around her clit fast. dom quickly replaced her hand with his. his fingers played with her clit moving his digits fast around it.

finally reaching their climax, he whined and grunted while thrusting into her one last time. she moaned loudly and shuddered while she laid on top of him.

"fuck you're so good" she sighed as she breathed heavily.

"me? angel you were perfect. see you can be a good girl" he said while he smirked at her.

he pulled out and laid her next to him, dom got up and went to grab a warm cloth. he helped her get cleaned up and got back into bed.

the brunette boy caressed her face and tucked her hair behind her ear.

"i think i want to see you again angel" he said softly.

"am i going to be dominik szoboszlai's fuck buddy?" y/n replied playfully.

"i mean if you want, but i mean more like maybe go on a date with me?" he asked her, his puppy dog eyes glistened.

"i'd love that" she smiled, dom excitingly kissed her and wrapped his tattooed arms around her. she felt safe in his strong embrace. maybe she's the one that takes him out of the playboy lifestyle.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── a/n: i took like three days writing this and i'm not even sure if i like it lmaoooo

give me feedback plss anyways i hope y'all enjoyed it!!

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