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fxndom-multix · 1 year ago

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Behind Closed Doors (X F.Reader)

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: in which the two of you were supposed to be strictly just ❛ friends with benefits ❜ until Gavi realizes just how important you are to him.

There is just one rule regarding a friends-with-benefits situation. Whatever you do, don't fall in love.

And somehow, Gavi had broken it.

But now was not the time to be thinking about it.

"Good girl, just like that- fuck." The brown-haired boy's teeth sunk into his lower lip as you rolled your hips against his, feeling the way your velvety walls perfectly wrapped around his cock. "Doing so good for me."

A whimper escaped your throat as you placed your hands on his bare stomach, fingertips dancing over his abs, trying to ignore the prominent ache in your thighs. However, he noticed your exhausted movements, concern slightly furrowing his brows.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I-" You swallowed, quivering as his dick hit the right spot inside you. "It's too much."

Deciding to take control, Gavi quickly pulled you off him before flipping you back onto the bed and pushing back into you again, dropping his head against your bare chest at the feeling. "Fuck. C'mon, you can take it . . . There we go, beautiful."

Your heart skipped a beat behind your ribs at the name that slipped from his mouth before you sighed in pleasure as he began to thrust into you again, slow and deep strokes, his hazel eyes heavy-lidded with lust ( and, unbeknownst to you, love ).

"Look so pretty like this." He murmured, watching as your back arched, the sounds falling from your mouth begging for him to speed up. He obeyed your pleas with a smirk, aware of the way you tightened around him, a usual indication that you were close.

He had become so familiar with your body.

"Gonna cum." You mumbled, eyes rolling back into your head before another spark of electricity shot through you as the pad of Gavi's thumb found your clit, circling the bundle of nerves as the knot tightened in your stomach.

"Me too, shit." He hissed, thrusts becoming sloppy as he fucked you deeper into the mattress. "Fuck, come on, baby, cum. Cum for me."

And you did. Your body trembled, welcoming the intense but blissful wave that washed over your silhouette and crashed through your veins as Gavi, holding your hips in place, came with a moan, trembling as he spilt into the condom.

He then practically collapsed on top of you, exhaling heavily, before pulling out. Stepping away for a moment, Gavi discarded the condom before returning to his bed, honey-hued irises trailing over your weary figure which was sheened with sweat. "You okay?"

You responded with a hum, gazing at him through your lashes. "Never been better."

He chuckled at your answer, however, his smile soon dropped as he watched you stand up from the bed, collecting your clothes from the floor. "You leavin' already?"

Your head lowered, avoiding his glance towards you as you tugged on your panties. "Yeah . . . I mean, that's our deal isn't it?"

Of course. The deal.

It was the agreement between the two of you before beginning this sort of relationship and it's rules included total secrecy, no questions, no kissing and most importantly, no romantic feelings.

He nodded once, disappointment twisting in his chest. "Yeah. You, um- gonna come to the game tomorrow?"

You sent him a soft smile, buttoning your jeans. "Of course. Gotta show my support for the team, right?"

"Right," Gavi mumbled, jaw shifting at your use of the word team and not you.

"Um, okay, I'll see you tomorrow, then." Your lips pressed together awkwardly as Gavi pulled on a pair of sweatpants to walk you to the door.

"See you." His words were blunt, a bitter tone braided through the comment, but before you could question it, he had closed the door behind you, leaving himself alone with his swirling thoughts.

The roar of thousands of dedicated fans across the stadium was a sound that Gavi could never get sick of. As he jogged out onto the field, the dewy grass tickling his ankles, he couldn't help but slowly scan the crowd, seeking your familiar, comforting smile.

But it was nowhere to be found. His heart dropped as he silently cursed himself in his head for ever thinking you were going turn up.

You guys were just friends with benefits and that's all you guys were ever going to be. Plain and simple.

Meanwhile, impatiently tapping your fingertips across the leather steering wheel, you let out a huff, watching the vehicles in front of you move just inches.

"For fuck's sake." You laughed to yourself, eyes rolling heavenwards in annoyance at the sight of the bumper-to-bumper traffic. "Of all days there has to be a traffic jam, it has to be today. Of course."

Eyes flickering over to the time displayed on the screen in the middle of the dashboard, your features scrunched into a wince, realising that the game had already begun.

You eventually arrived at the field, hurriedly presenting your entry pass for special access into the team's rooms ( a casual present that Gavi had given you a few weeks ago ) before being ushered into your seat, just as the whistle to signify half-time echoed throughout the pitch.

An unfamiliar and unusual sense of guilt curled in your stomach as your eyes found a dejected-looking Gavi, walking into the tunnel with his team and disappearing from your sight. Wrinkling your nose slightly, you found yourself feeling disappointed in yourself for arriving at the game late, despite the circumstances being out of your hands.

Why do you care so much, Y/N, about his reaction? It's not like you're dating or anything!

And finally, it dawned on you.

It was the perfect opportunity.

Gavi had broken away from the defenders, the ball at his feet, effortlessly dancing through the swarm of players, before striking the ball perfectly, his hazel irises lighting up as it hit the back of the net.

The stadium exploded into screams as you jumped to your feet, a beam stretched across your face as you cheered, watching as he celebrated with his teammates before glancing up towards the stands where those who had special access were seated.

And, miraculously, his gaze found and connected with yours, the realisation tugging his lips into a grin before he subtly nodded towards you and blew you a kiss, the small gesture causing a whole kaleidoscope of butterflies to flit in your stomach.

Eventually, the game ended with the score being 2-0 and you found yourself in the hallway, waiting for Gavi to emerge from the tunnel. As soon as he had noticed you, he jogged up to you, his strong arms immediately enveloping your body.

"Hi." He murmured happily into your ear before parting from you, glancing towards his team and beginning to chew on the inside of his lip anxiously. "I- . . . I need to tell you something, Y/N. In private."

You shadowed where his eyes trailed before nodding, feeling his hand gently grasp yours before leading you to the staircase, far away from his teammates and their nosy eavesdropping. "Is everything okay?"

"I can't do this anymore, Y/N. I can't keep pretending like this."

"Pretending like what?"

"Like I want to be just friends who fool around. I- I want to be more than that."

Your lips parted at his confession, eyes widening as adrenaline buzzed through your veins. "But your career! Those rules we have-"

"Fuck the rules." His voice interrupted your rambling, the serious tone that bled through his words causing you to instantly lift your head up towards his. "I don't want you to be just a distraction anymore. I want to be more than that."

And at his words, you tenderly pressed your lips to his. His heart thudded against your fingers as you rested your hand on his chest, joy blossoming through your stomach as he smiled against your mouth.

Gavi soon pulled away, a cheeky smirk playing on his lips. "Shame on you, you've broken rule number three now."

His comment earned a playful eye roll from you, feeling your fingers intertwining with his. "Well, y'know what I was told once?"

"What?"

"Fuck the rules."

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fxndom-multix · 1 year ago

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Just two friends having curiosity about sex (X Pedri)

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"What's so good about same-sex relationships anyway, Pedri?"

As if he had been dropped from his dream, Pedri woke up and raised his head in a daze when the flowing voice of Gavi suddenly startling again, stopped his heartbeat.

For Gavi; football is his universe.

There is a bit of a sentiment that is created when Gavi knows that the football makes his whole body aroused for no reason. How great his enthusiasm led him to that. But in the end, there is good thing.

For Pedri himself, Gavi is a dazzling beauty.

Pedri understood this fact well when he could see up close how the man's perform in field. His ability, his dribbling, his pace. Every second of it; even though they are separated by a non-romantic distance that always happen in the field, Pedri has never been honest that he said his heart fluttered when he found Gavi in his fiery state when he playing.

According to Pedri, this is romance. The person who he always call in his heart; what Pedri wants is that one day he can have Gavi all to himself. The charming Gavi. Gavi who only saw himself. Pedri needs a place so that he feels more special in the eyes of his dear friends, unable to carry a relationship just as usual friends.

But Gavi has girlfriend.

He has princess Leonor.

Pedri always thought about that, so he gave up before really knowing whether Gavi had ever really been interested in making love to each other or not. They are similar; men and men, appropriate only limited to sharing stories and playing football together. Instead of—

"Uh, Pedri. What's so good about same-sex relationships, anyway ?"

As if he had been dropped from the dimness of his highest dream, Pedri woke up and raised his head in a daze when the flowing voice, suddenly startling again, stopped his heartbeat.

Pedri's brows furrowed. Unexpected statement came out of the ideal figure of love in his deepest imagination, Gavi who is still busy with game in front of him.

Even if his lips had spoken bringing incoherent issues to the surface, Pedri had never thought for a moment that 'this" would arise in his friend's mind.

"Why you suddenly asking that?" He who was sitting with the back of the chair right in front of him, in front of Gavi, flinched. Pedri straightened his back, making sure 'this' was not a mistake in his hearing. "What possessed you to say such strange things?"

"Suddenly thought of that " Gavi stop play as expected; standing face to face with Pedri. "You know the rumor that Lewa and Reus is ex. I am just curious."

Pedri only look at his friend. Behind Gavi, right on the bedside, there are two men depicted in the mirror, both of them.

Pedri's gaze fell again. Haven't decided to move closer yet. It took time to really accept the shock.

"Do you want to try it ?"

"What?"

"Relationships with other guys," Pedri pointed at himself confidently. "With me. But if you're asking the truth, well, I don't know either. Why don't we try it together?"

"You are crazy, Ped." Gavi interrupted the continuation of this proposal. This is crazy.

Pedri put his phone back on the table, stop playing. "I'm just asking. If you don't want, its okay, "

Pedri knows that he must be crazy offering this idea for many reasons. But from that, when he see mischievous smile in his friend, he is falling. Pedri's mistake was to give Gavi the opportunity to bring up the topic, without realizing it.

Pedri gulped. Shit. Gavi who was never really touch or be touched. What should one expect from person who always spends most of his time palying football? Mostly silent; focus on his world, sometimes forgetting that he still has a figure that needs attention (like Pedri).

On the other hand, Gavi's feeling himself was a mess. Gavi had never had any experiences in his life. Even with Leonor, he didn't have sex. Regarding loving someone and making love, that is not a realm that Gavi has to develop in himself. And even though he never said it, he know that Pedri also knew that

Well, what else can one expect from a man that enjoy football so much? Running, dribbling, scoring a goal ; winning the game and be the best player. No other things needed for Gavi.

Suddenly, with not a single word, Pedri stood. He goes forward and kisses Gavi's hair which he grabs with his hand.

Gavi surprised, his eyeballs widening instantly. The rush of breath out when their noses meet, greeting each other's cold skin.

He who was too shocked, was now worried that this situation would mess up their friendship. Gavi was reluctant about that, so he let Pedri grab his waist, wrapped in an unbroken embrace, pressing their stomachs together.

And Pedri pulled him in a deep kiss.

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Serious or not, Pedri would not know how to take this situation now.

The last time Pedri could see Gavi this intimately and from this close is when the rain flushed their bodies. Final UCL 2024. A frustrated Gavi under the dripping water. Pedri who came to comfort him didn't expect that there would be tears. It was unexpected that Gavi, who was as strong and calm as that, could experience panic.

Or, when they are stuck in the same narrow space? Huddled together, willing to avoid the paparazzi's pursuit. Pedri can feel his scent. Gavi who was trembling in an unpleasant state that engulfed him also had pain in his heart.

"Pedri... stop—"

And similar too; Gavi seemed to be embracing his body at the moment.

The curiosity that made his friend always want to find out more led to a deal that was reaped without direction. Such an assumption makes Pedri not have the slightest shame to touch the man who graceful body trembles with fear; Gavi licked his lips, holding back the groans that slid even though Pedri had just touched his chest and stomach. Perhaps, it tickles? Or rather, weird? Gavi should have explained this if it is good or not.

"I actually don't want to do this," Gavi closed his eyes with one hand. What happened, he did not understand. Just then, they were already in bed. It was Pedri who took him in an inevitable gentleness—the body fluttering to the back against the sheet. And that, taking turns with rough kisses.

He kiss his eyes. Full of despair, but there is nothing that Gavi really rejects from his indecent treatment. Not a word came out. Just because of him. He can't bear to make Pedri disappointed and stop everything one-sidedly. "Pedri, I... still—"

"Alright, it's okay. Don't worry about anything." Pedri stroked Gavi's cheek, who was shaking so badly, regretfully. Memory of Leonor made Gavi question again the reasons why he could do this. She is always nice to him—and Gavi, has wasted her niceness now. "Just enjoy and be quiet, okay?"

Fingers reached the bottom of his stomach, pressed behind the surface of the pants where the zipper was about to be pulled down. Gavi's breath was irregular at first. His brain and rationality scoff at this. But why didn't he move to fight back? Doesn't Gavi have the power if he want to get rid of this? Pedri, in his undefined smile; there is satisfaction, as well as turmoil in inclusion.

Hands on him then grabbed his manhood, made Gavi feel naked. Not covered anymore. Pedri disarms his shirt, showing a broad chest and small nipples that played. Tense. Hard. Gavi sucked his lips, trying not to let a single groan escape or say something that would make Pedri feel satisfied.

"Ughhh... akkhhh... this isn't right, Pedri—"

"Have you ever done this with your girlfriend before?"

Gavi shaking his head weakly. This is new pleasure to Gavi. Gavi never touch or be touched like this before. He didn't have many desire to do that. Not when he has football as his first lover.

It was only a matter of time before Pedri put his next move. Gavi felt something warm grabbing his cock.

Pedri kiss him while his hand was grabbing and squeeze Gavi's cock until it was fully hard, through and patient. How did he play it in an effort to indulge him—no part of his cock that hasn't played with Pedri.

Lip crashed, suction and occasional biting. Pedri breath tickled his nose. Gavi grabbed his friend's black hair.

"Pedri... ughh—"

Pedri's thumb that closed his urethral access made Gavi flinch. Pedri's other hand—which was free, touched briefly the bottom of his cock, before moving to his anal, fingered it. He push in just a little, a finger. The sensation isn't sore, it's awkward. The most embarrassing thing here was Gavi's expression, which became so messy because of it.

His voice was hoarse. Gavi had cried, although the service wasn't anything bad at all.

"Pedri... you have to stop, aa-ahhhh..." Gavi pulled Pedri's hair, until the knot came loose; hinting that he couldn't hold back his climax. Gavi groaned while Pedri didn't let go. "I want to come—ahh ...."

"You couldn't yet," Pedri gripped the penis tightly, blocking the sudden exit. Gavi convulsed. The edges of his eyes watered. Sick. "I don't want you to come out right away."

No sperm will be allowed to escape, until Pedri can enjoy the bouncing Gavi. Calling his name even more melodiously, or moving his hips asking for more is like giving up pride. Gavi rolled his eyes. After the mouth, his friend's hand movement was touching him down there more intensely.

"AKH!?"

"Hold on, gav. Don't come out right away, OK?"

If that order was accompanied by a hand movement that also stopped penetrating him, Gavi thought it made sense and he could comply. However, Pedri too enjoys this domination gameplay. Forcing his fingers that somehow had increased by three into his friend's hole.

So weird. His rectum is not clamped because Gavi is not used to receiving foreign objects. Pedri poked and searched for his prostate deep inside—and his long fingers successfully reached that point well.

Gavi's legs moved uncomfortably. Especially apart from Pedri still pumping his penis while covering the tip of his genitals, he also bumped into Gavi's prostate many times. Twisting and other movements. The only thing that escapes Gavi's penis is the precum. But Gavi manhood was so hard to the point of death. Saliva spilled from the side of his lips. Gavi failed to maintain control in enjoying worldly pleasures.

"Pedrif... akkhhh mmmnn! I beg you! I want to come... aaaahhhh this is painful, Pedriff... let go—" The only resistance he did was trying to pull Pedri's hand away. Let it out.

"You can't take it anymore, can you?"

"Hahh—no need to play around... ughh aahhh nhhg!"

Pedri laughed happily. One of the strongest thrusts he could give to the man in there, along with his hands releasing their grip and blocking the hole. What slid down his shaft was thick sperm; as a result of being held back a lot—wetting the whole stomach and some of it sprayed on the bed. His breath is rising and falling. Gavi's gaze was glazed and sad. The profuse sweat clarifies the evidence that someone who is skilled at football also has capable finger skills.

Gavi then turned his position to lie on his side. Avoid direct contact with Pedri and hide his genitals by pressing his legs together. It feels crazy . Gavi's whole rationality is tarnished. He didn't expect Leonor to know this, but what if the thing he was afraid of inevitably came and made Gavi have to accept all the consequences—

He is the cruelest.

Pedri hugged his friend from behind, not hiding at all that he was also having an erection. Charming Gavi. Gavi which unfortunately is not his. Not yet looking like he wants to end the session, Pedri sniffs Gavi's neck, which immediately shaking. Giving a kiss, a touch full of affection—his forehead frowned. Ah, how he wanted to make Gavi scream, again and again.

"That's enough..." Gavi turned his head slightly pushing Pedri's face, whose lips almost touched his. Not anymore with kisses . Gavi still thinks it's too intimate between friends. Pedri, who was still wearing his pants, rubbed his crotch on Gavi's sideways buttocks. Rejection that come made Pedri only able to kiss the neck, and grabbed his friend cock again.

The atmosphere is hot again. Of course it was because Pedri, who was fondling his stomach and chest, returned to massaging his penis again. Gavi was still weak. He didn't care whether Pedri was still hard, because he just wanted to rest and close his eyes. Forgetting this the next day, so that there is no gap in feelings between the two of them.

"Pedri... stop, I just came out—ahhh"

"Mnnh, I just intend to finish the rest, really."

"You're crazy—hheghhh!"

That thrill after that don't stop. The friction between them is accompanied by Pedri's moving hips, as well as his hands that don't stop giving massages. The barrier was just in the form of pants without any contact between the skin—but that thing felt so hard and hot in hiss ass. Gavi bit his lower lip. Very irregular in breathing and need more oxygen around.

It's cramped and weird. At this rate, would he climax again? Twice while Pedri hasn't experienced any release yet? When Gavi thought he was having his next ejaculation, another thing that actually came out of his penis was an unexpected clear liquid. Gavi opened his eyes wide. The liquid kept flowing, overflowing aa lots and accompanied by Gavi's whole body shaking. Stimulation from Pedri who deliberately plays with him—and for Gavi, it all feels embarrassing.

"Pedri... damn—" Gavi was in shock; covering her face in embarrassment, grinding his teeth. If one ask, Gavi wants to beat up Pedri right now. But he can't. The feeling that dominated him at this time was only filled with fatigue. Gavi was too weak to follow up his want. Pedri turned Gavi by pulling his hand, making his head face the young man's niche. Smell the aroma even better.

"Sleep if you want. Let me finish the rest myself..."

"Ughhh..." Gavi could feel Pedri opening his pants, tucking his manhood that was standing between Gavi's thighs. Without penetration ? "I don't want to do this anymore-"

"Oh yes?" Pedri looked up, holding him tighter; sighs that came out in tune with the hopeful wails that came out. "This is nothing compared to real sex. I'm just helping you out, nothing more."

"Ughh... just 'help' but you are hard yourself?"

"What can I do about that one," Pedri showed his teeth in an annoying smile. A slight jolt made Gavi grab Pedri's shoulders, squeeze his legs closer, then wrap his arms around his neck. "I just borrow your thighs for a moment—"

Pedri loves him. Love him so much. Unfortunately that statement will never be delivered and later they will forget about this. But, who cares? As long as Gavi is by his side; even though the person concerned himself never expect all of this happened; Pedri will still love it.

Because this one time he has everything that he want.

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