#jill roord smut

[repulsiveliquidation]

Oral Fixation || Jill Roord

warnings : mommy kink, rough sex, aftercare, oral sex, strap-ons.

loosely based on this unhinged ask from the one and only, @zeezelweazel. enjoy.

“fuck mommy, please…”

Jill sucks harder on your breast, rolling the hard nipple between her teeth. Your hips speed up on her thigh, hands gripping the back of the couch. Jill spanked your ass hard and hummed around your breast in her mouth.

“Mm,” she hummed, eyes fluttering closed as she felt your slick build-up on her thigh.

Everyone knew Jill had an oral fixation. She always had something in her mouth, whether it was gum, a straw, a lollipop, or sometimes even her fingers. It didn’t help that in the bedroom, her mouth had to be biting or sucking or licking or nibbling on you. With her cock pounding into your pussy, she had her mouth latched onto you like a leech, leaving lasting marks all over. Nothing, however, satiated her more than using your mouth to her heart’s desire.

Jill pulled away and grinned as she watched your hips roll on top of her thigh, your hands pressed up against her strong stomach for some control. You whined above her, feeling your clit rock just right over her toned leg. She cooed and caressed the back of her fingers over your cheek.

“Does that feel good, pretty girl?” Jill whispered, her breath tickling your ear. You nodded and gripped her training shirt, thighs shaking as you were thrust toward your first orgasm.

“Please let me come, mommy…” you begged, thighs quivering harder as your hips began to stutter.

“You wanna come, baby? You getting close huh?” Jill teases, looking at your watery eyes with a smile on her face. You take a sharp breath and your bottom lip quivers, tears falling on her collarbones.

“P-Please mommy, I’ve been good!” you whine, gripping her shirt so tight your knuckles were white.

“Come,” she growled in your ear and you let go, choked moans stuttering out of your mouth. She held your hips and guided you, cooing soothingly in your ear.

Your slick pooled on her thigh in a sticky warm mess as she lifted you off her and ran her finger through it. You watched as she brought it up to your lips and without question, you wrapped your lips around it and sucked like your life depended on it.

Jill groaned deeply as you noisily sucked on her finger, eagerly swiping it through the rapidly drying mess a few times for you to clean up.

“Good girl,” she praised, watching as you settled yourself between her legs. Jill caressed your cheek with a refreshing tenderness, you watched as she carefully studied your expressions calculating her next move. She stood up and shrugged her underwear off before sitting down with her legs wide open.

“No touching, you got it?” she says, playing with herself slowly. You could see how wet she was, fingers soaked just a little as she teased her fingertips into herself. You drooled at the prospect of tasting her, mouth eager to please Jill.

She scooted closer to the edge of the couch and your head dove in eagerly, licking up her slick folds slowly. You moaned at the taste of her, hands kept tight behind your back obediently. Her big hands settled in your hair with a tight grip, jaw wrenched open in pleasure.

“Fuck, just like that lieveling,” Jill praised breathlessly, back arching off the couch a little. Her flexible hips ground up into your mouth eagerly, groaning your name softly. Your tongue flicked over her clit and sucked occasionally how she liked.

You moaned around her and look up at her, tongue slipping into her pussy slowly. She moaned and gripped your hair tighter, chasing her orgasm as she rode your tongue. Jill bit her bottom lip and rubbed her clit fast, moaning your name as she came. 

She pulled your head back and leaned forward, fingers pulling your jaw open. She spit into your mouth and kissed you feverishly, holding your face still. You moaned into her mouth before she stood, slapping your face lightly twice with a grin.

“Do not move.”

She disappeared into the bedroom quietly, ripping her shirt off as she turned the corner. You shifted gently on your knees to rid yourself of the numbness, hands still obediently behind your back interlaced together. The turntable was playing your favorite classic tunes as George Michael’s saxophone filled the room.  

You hummed along softly, waiting for Jill to get back and she soon did, wearing a red gartered lingerie set with her strap secured tightly around her hips. She sauntered back into the living room with a certain poise, the athlete simply overflowed with confidence. It made your pussy ache with a slightly painful throb, using all of your self-restraint to not rub your thighs together. Jill stood in front of you, her cock pressed up against your lips. She caressed your hair, the other hand tapping her cock on your lips.

“Open up, buttercup,” Jill asks nicely, pressing her hips forward gently. You moan softly as she pushes into your mouth, eyes focused on Jill’s. Her beautiful green eyes bore into yours, hips teetering gently like she was holding herself back. You tap her leg three times and she pulls away, cupping your cheeks with concern in her eyes.

“What’s wrong?”

“Let go, Jill.”

“What?”

“Just let go.”

She kisses your nose and nods, standing back up. Her expression changes in an instant, eyes darkening and her muscles tense up. She pulls your hair back, cock pressed right up against your lips again.

“Let’s try this again, shall we?” she taunts, wrenching your mouth open and spitting in it again. You swallow before she asks and she smiles, leaning close to your ear and whispering “Good girl,” before standing.

Her cock slips between your lips again, your throat taking her full length with ease. She moans and watches you, hands holding your head still before she fucks into your mouth. Jill throws her head back, hips fucking into your mouth hard. She grips your hair tight, groaning loudly as you gargle and choke.

“Taking it so well, baby,” Jill growls, pulling out of your mouth. She pulls you to your feet, cupping your face and kissing you hard. It’s sloppy and wet, both of you moaning into each other’s mouths. She pulls away first, grabbing your hand and pulling you into the bedroom. She pushes you face-first into the bed, sitting on the back of your thighs. She spanks your ass hard once on each cheek, groaning softly at the whimpers you let out.

“More, please mommy,” you mumble into the mattress, hands gripping the sheets. Jill kisses down your back, hands kneading your ass. She spanks you three more times on each side, watching your skin blossom up.

“So pretty,” she comments, hands caressing up your reddened skin. Your tense muscles relax just a little, thinking she was done before five much harder blows come down on your flared skin. You cry out for her and tear up just a little, feeling Jill’s teeth sink into your back. You shudder and tremble, feeling her cold hands rub over your ass again. It soothes the sting just enough, the tingling sensation running down your thighs.

Jill climbs off you and turns you over before settling in behind you. She pried your legs open and held you close, pulling out a vibrator from under her pillow. She kissed slowly along your nape, arms holding your legs open as the vibrator whirred to life in her palm.

“Are you going to be a good girl for me, darling?” she asks, trailing the toy along the inside of your thigh.

“Yes mommy, so good…” you whimper, tucking your head in her neck. She chuckles in your ear and you can hear her smiling, pressing a soft kiss to your ear before lightly dragging the toy over your sensitive folds. You jolt in her arms, feeling her free hand pressing your hips down. She’s much stronger and holds you down firmly, toned leg wrapping around yours as the toy suddenly catches on your clit.

“Fuck,” you groan, squirming in her arms. She laughs and presses the toy on your clit harder, feeling her pleasure double at seeing you struggling in her arms. She cooed at you and pulled the toy away, fingers slipping easily into your dripping cunt. She held you tighter in her arms, fingers pumping roughly into you, palm rubbing over your clit hard.

“Please mommy!” you cry, gripping the sheets hard. Jill was unrelenting, fingers so deep inside you it reached the webbing, curled hard right on your sweet spot.

“Right there, p-please!”

“Here, my love?” she teases, three of her fingers rubbing tight circles over your sweet spot. You nod and melt into her arms, eyes rolling into your head. The vibrator comes back and is turned up to the highest setting, sucking hard on your clit.

“Jes-FUCK!” you gasp, cumming hard on her fingers. She pulls them out and rubs her slick fingers over your clit hard. Your nails dug into her calves, little red crescent welts littering her skin.

“Good girl,” Jill whispers, tilting your head carefully as she kisses you. You can feel her strap wedged between your lower back, and you decide to take the initiative. Jill sits back and watches you kneel in front of her, reaching back to guide her cock into your wet hole. She runs her hands over your ass and hips, eyes fixed on your pussy taking her cock so easily.

“Oh fuck…” she groans, her eyes slowly getting darker and darker. You moan when you bottom out, feeling her hips meet your ass. You whine and take a minute to adjust, feeling her cock fill you to the brim. Her now warm hand rests on the small of your back, lips littering kisses all over your back.

“Take your time, princess,” she says as your arms slowly lay themselves out for you to lean on. You slowly begin to ride her, ass hitting her thighs with a loud smack each time. The spanks she gave you tingle a little with each stroke, sending waves of pleasure throughout your whole body.

Jill suddenly gets impatient and her desire to use you takes over; she manhandles you onto your stomach and slides into your pussy without giving you time to miss her cock. Her hips pound into you like no tomorrow, jackhammering into you like a teenager who’s fucking someone for the first time. It does its job of not giving you much pleasure but riles you up nonetheless, which is exactly how she liked you.

She pulls out and turns you onto your back, fucking her cock back into you roughly. You moan her name and throw your head back in pleasure, Jill’s hips angled up into your sweet spot this time.

“Fuck me hard baby,” you beg, “fuck me hard!”

Jill grins maniacally, holding herself up over you as her hips rail into you hard. Your throat closes up and you feel lightheaded, the pleasure clouding your senses. She kisses you and you feel her lips, kissing back fervently as she wraps her hand around your throat. You feel pure euphoria, head floating mindlessly in a cloud of pleasure. Jill is right there with you, hurling you head first into the most intense orgasm of the night. You’re sure you see actual stars or god himself, your entire body tensing as raw sexual ecstasy runs through your veins, muttering her name over and over the whole thirty seconds you come.

“Oh my god,” exclaims Jill with a chuckle in her voice, hips stuttering as the friction from fucking you and the orgasm you just put a show on for her send her into a world of pleasure of her own. Your mouths find each other and you kiss for what seems like hours, the soft smacking of lips and the little whines that leave your mouth fill the room as Jill teases you with the gentle grind of her hips. You smack her chest and she pulls out, leaving a kiss in the middle of your chest.

You lay there and stare at the ceiling while catching your breath. You can hear Jill in the kitchen making tea, hearing her swear a few times as the kettle accidentally burns her. She comes back 10 minutes later with a piping hot mug of jasmine tea and an energy bar.

She carefully undresses and sits with you, breaking off pieces of the energy bar to feed you. The taste of cranberries in the bar and the delightful smell of jasmine bring you out of your slight haze, along with the smell of Jill. You nuzzled into her, inhaling her sweet and unique scent of coconut and roses.

“Love you,” you whispered to her and she smiled, giving you a soft peck on your lips. You didn’t need to hear it back but she said it in more ways than one tonight. Finishing your tea, she carefully takes the glass from you and helps you to your feet.

In one clean swoop, she sweeps you off your feet, heading straight for the bathroom. You hold on and leave little kisses on her nape, hearing her chuckle fondly. Jill sets you on the toilet seat and turns the shower on, throwing in a rejuvenating shower bomb. You hug her middle and she caresses your hair, raking her fingers through to get all the knots out. Her skin is warm and smells faintly of the washing detergent you use, the steam from the shower billowing around you.

Jill scrubs every inch of your skin with care and doesn’t miss a single strand of hair as she runs conditioner through your locks after shampooing gently. She lets you wash her hair but refuses to let you scrub her with the loofah, citing that your slightly wobbly legs and a slightly claustrophobic shower were not a good combination. You pouted and she kissed it away, wrapping you up in the fluffiest towel in the apartment.

You did each other’s skincare routine and she carried you back to bed, thanking her former horny brain-self for laying down a towel before you fucked.

Now nestled under the covers with her head on your chest, the warmth of her skin penetrates yours. It sends a calm over you, eyes quickly becoming drowsier and drowsier. Jill nuzzles into your neck, pressing one last kiss to your jaw. You settle, hearing her voice before falling straight to sleep.

“Goodnight, my perfect girl. Sweet dreams.”

[awfcspencer]

Oxygen || jill roord x reader

prompt: When the Netherlands beat the USA in the Tokyo Olympics, you need your girlfriend to take your mind off the loss.

warnings: mdni 18+ smut, bottom!reader, top!jill, oral, fingering, face riding, begging, praise, a few spanks

Everything about the Tokyo 2020 Olympics was different. Due to the previous worldwide pandemic, all countries and teams were completely isolated away from each other in the Olympic village to avoid a massive outbreak. Which meant that you hadn’t seen your Dutch girlfriend in the flesh in nearly three weeks. Three long, long weeks. Most nights you were unable to rest properly, knowing that your girlfriend was somewhere in the sweeping halls of the Olympic village lying in bed without you. You burned for her to be near, ached for her in many ways. 

For you, Jill was like coming back up for air after being submerged under water for too long. A lifeline, like oxygen to the body. The weight of playing professional football is tolling, especially during international windows that forced you to be apart from the midfielder. You had missed her warm embrace and relaxing nature that brought you back to reality when you had a bad day at training or when your boots just didn’t feel right on your feet. In her arms, it was just you and her, no fans screaming your name and no one to disappoint when your shots didn’t go in. Just the two of you. Your teammates tried to do their best to keep your spirits high, the Olympic window was a long, grueling one, but they all knew who you really needed. Most nights, they found you huddled in bed watching your girlfriend’s match. Even in a massive tournament where your countries were opponents, you would always support her. On the Dutch side of the village, Jill did the exact same thing, even when her national teammates poked fun at her on countless occasions.

It also didn’t help that the quarterfinals had been set, the United States versus the Netherlands. You would have to face off on the pitch for your countries for the first time. The United States and The Netherlands had a history, your countries oppositions during the 2019 World Cup. The set of games that you hadn’t played in due to an injury in your hamstring that left you off the roster two weeks before the announcement. In the privacy of your own home, you had worn your USA kit to cheer on your respective country, but secretly cheered when your girlfriend was subbed on during the 66th minute.

Before leaving for Tokyo, you and Jill had set a clear no communication boundary. You both took playing for your country with pride, and it was easiest this way to make sure the two of you were in the best mindset to train and play to your best abilities. If only you could back and eat those words. You assumed it would be the best alternative to keep your head clear, but it had the direct opposite effect and only made you long for the girl more. But luckily, walking onto the pitch the day of the match, you had only one focus, securing a spot in the semifinals. 

Your countries national anthem rang out and while you tried to calm your overworking brain that was filled with nerves, you couldn’t help but peer over to the Netherlands side to spot her. Locking eyes was nearly enough for you to settle down and breath correctly, letting out a ragged breath you weren’t even aware you were holding in. Trying to pretend Jill wasn’t mere inches away from you as you shook her hand before the match was crushing. Wanting nothing more to pull her in for even just a moment. You could tell from the quick look in her eyes that she wanted the same thing, a look you knew all too well. However, her once alluring gaze turned fixed as the referee blew the whistle and the game began.

In the first opening minutes, the United States came out firmly on the front foot offensively, gaining two solid chances on target that unfortunately the Dutch goalkeeper made impressive saves to keep the score 0-0. Playing in the midfield meant that you were stationed in close proximity with the one person who had been infiltrating your every waking thoughts. Forcing yourself to pretend the Netherlands number six was just another girl, a girl you weren’t head over heels in love with. Jill had apparently done the same, forwarding a risky tackle to your ankles right before halftime whistle that most certainly could have gotten her a yellow. Fortunately, the quick whispered apology as she helped you to your feet was left between the two of you. Her touch was electric and while it felt as if the world had paused on its axis, it certainly hadn’t and the ball zipping past your feet was the best indicator that you were in the middle of an important match. 

The Netherlands were able to capitalize first and get on the board through Vivianne Miedema, a red-hot forward you had grown to know through Jill. Thankfully, Lynn Williams sent a ball into the penalty area, and you had found the back of the net with a diving header to level the score. After the break, the game continued to be a back-and-forth battle between the two countries. Both teams had created hopeful opportunities, but neither was able to clear the net, sending the match into extra time.  Extra time was over just as quickly as it started and neither team had punched their ticket to the semifinals, leading the match to penalty kicks. 

Standing interlocked with your national teammates facing the goal while the shootout took place is where you come to the obvious realization that either you or your girlfriend would be leaving this match with a crippling defeat. Being so focused on match preparation and tactics, the heartbreak that one of you would be feeling after had completely slipped your mind. It was an instance the two of you hadn’t properly discussed before leaving. With two missed penalties on your side, it seemed you would be leaving Tokyo without a medal. A goal by Dominique Janssen sealed the deal for the Netherlands. As the players in the orange kits raced around the pitch celebrating, basking in the alive hope to obtain Olympic gold, you had fallen to your knees taking in the moment. Remembering every ounce of sweat, blood, and tears it took to be on this stage. You braced yourself for post-match discussion with teary eyes and sore limbs. Each second felt like an hour as Vlatko ran through his postgame notes and then finally left so you could get changed and return to your hotel room. The changing room was quiet as everyone kept themselves mostly, some older teammates helped the younger ones through the emotions with hugs and affirmations. Kelley had alerted you that someone was waiting outside the door for you. Peering your head out, you were met with piercing grey ocean eyes, and it was as if a god had answered your prayers.

“Hi baby.” Her voice was angelic and exactly what you needed. She was still in her sweaty kit but that didn’t matter much as you bolted straight into her arms. Your glossy eyes were enough of an indication that you just needed her, she carefully ran her fingers through your hair and hugged you tight.

“Missed you.” You voice was brittle as you spoke into her chest. She was slightly taller than you and your small frame fit puzzle-like into her, being able to rest your head in the crook of her neck and collarbone.

“I missed you too.” 

A small, fleeting kiss that quickly turned passionate and hungry. You didn’t want to think about the loss anymore, you just wanted to relish in Jill’s presence. With the tournament ending for you, Jill had extended the invite to her hotel room for the night. The USWNT was scheduled to take the first flight back to the States in the morning so this could be the last time you would be able to see her until she returned home, hopefully with gold around her neck. If you couldn’t win, you wanted her to. 

Jill had sent you the directions to make your way covertly over through the large Olympic village. Dressed in a matching black jumpsuit and a cap, you kept your head low and walked carefully as to not be spotted. A small knock on her room door and she swiftly ushered you into the room, checking her surroundings in the hall as you walked in. She had changed and showered, the edges of her hair were still damp as you hugged her.  Stood in her arms just taking in each other, breathing in her warm almond and coconut scent. It had been a long three weeks without her. 

“Do you want to watch a movie?”

A head nod in agreement as you settled in between her long legs, and she flicked on a film. Roughly fifteen minutes in, your attention was no longer on the television, instead it was on the lingering fire in your chest that you had felt lying in bed night after night without the Dutch. All you can think about it the feeling of Jill’s body against yours. With growing arousal, you turned towards her and pulled her in for a searing kiss, throwing your arms around her neck as you shifted to kneel between her legs to be able to pull her closer. She met your lips eagerly for a moment, nipping your bottom lip before she drew backwards.  In your relationship, Jill typically had the higher sex drive, so it was a bit out of character for you to pursue the midfielder, especially after a crushing loss.

“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to baby.” She dragged her thumb along the side of your cheek, her eyes darting to yours to scan for any sort of reluctance. The desire burned in the Dutch midfielder as it did inside you, but she was also content spending the night cuddling and interlocked with you. All she really wanted was to be near you, to make up for lost time. Jill’s large hands roam the outlines of your covered toned back.

“I want to. I need to,” you reassured her, looking up at her through your lashes with dilated pupils. You needed to forget about the loss, forget about the match entirely. You needed something, or someone, to free your clouded mind. Your look of approval was enough for Jill, shifting your bodies so you were now parallel under her. 

“I’ve wanted this for so long. God, you’re beautiful.”  Jill had not fully registered how long she had been without your body.

“I’ve really missed you,” you told her, meeting her lips.

Her hands trailed up your sweatshirt finding your exposed breasts, you had forgone wearing bra in hopes that this was how the night was going to end. A low groan fell from your mouth as she kneaded the delicate skin, inching the fabric upwards to pull it over your head and remove it from your body entirely.  Pushing yourself up on your elbows, you watched as her defined ab muscles flexed when she followed suit and quickly discarded her oversized tee. The burning desire only grew in your body as you surveyed her tanned skin, she had certainly got some sun in Tokyo. She bent down to reconnect your lips, her larger frame gently falling onto yours, your fingers ran through her dirty blonde hair pulling her in closer. You needed the contact, you needed her close to your body. It was a heated, passionate kiss while her hands grabbed desperately at your bottom half, eager for you to remove your bottoms. 

Swiftly throwing them to the side as she pushed your body backwards into the mattress, your head finding a pillow to rest on. Her warm fingertips trailed up and down your thighs, she could feel the tension in your flexed quads. She could tell your body was tense.

“Baby relax, I’ll take care of you,” she cooed, placing soft kisses to the inside of your thighs as she spread them wide.

A small wet circle had formed on your underwear as she lingers her fingers along the top hem. Drawing little soft circles and placing a soft kiss on your clothed clit, humming to herself that she can make you feel this good without even properly touching you yet. 

“All this for me?” she devilishly grinned against your skin.

Removing the last piece of clothing remaining between you and a release dangerously slow, taking her time to attach her mouth to your chest. Taking turns between your breasts, she takes a nipple into her mouth and sucks greedily, cupping the other with her free hand before she bites onto the flesh. Finding home in her locks, you pushed her head lower down your body.

“So needy huh baby?”

She licked a broad stroke up your cunt, finally where you really needed her, using her thumb to flick side to side on your exposed clit. A hushed moan left your mouth, forcing you to bite you lower lip to stay silent assuming her national teammates were just across the hall. You didn’t want them to hear your desperate noises for the Dutch. 

“You can be as loud as you want. The rest of the team is out celebrating. I want to hear you. Baby.”

Unhooking your lips in an o-shaped motion when she began gliding her long fingers through your slit, using your arousal to coat her fingers. 

“Fuck Jill,” shivering under her touch. 

“Good girl. You taste so good baby,” placing her fingers in her mouth as she sucked relentlessly on them to properly taste you, she had missed your taste. Inching them towards you as they entered your mouth and you tasted yourself, a line of spit connecting them as she pulled them out and pushed her pointer finger slowly into you. Your pussy easily swallowed her warm finger inch by inch. Her other hand on your thigh to hold you in place on the mattress, a grounding placement that helped the previous stress of the match fall out of your mind, relinquishing in her touch. 

“Don’t tease me Jill, I need more,” it was a sweet little plea that spurred her on. You needed her to fuck you hard, inching the sore limbs and upset emotions from the previous 90 minutes of football to the back of your mind.

Twisting her head downwards at your request, fluttering her tongue along your clit. Her slow thrusts with one finger speedily turned to two fingers stretching you out and working you open to eventually adjust to a third. Gripping your wrists above your head as she fucked into you. You were sure she was going to leave a trail of bruises on the skin but the way she pounding into you left the concerns a tomorrow’s problem. Her mouth found home on your neck, sucking roughly at the wide-open skin, running her tongue down the newly formed dark red marks she left across your body. Your moans only got louder and louder. She paid attention to the way your hips moved in rhythm with her fingers, essentially fucking yourself on her fingers.

“Mm Jill,” as she skillfully curled her fingers against your walls. 

“Who makes you feel like this,” she groaned out.

“You, Jill, only you can make me feel like this,” you yelled out, feeling no shame in letting everyone in the Olympic village know who pleases you.

Mercilessly fingering into you with an unrelenting tempo brought you closer to chasing climax. With her knuckles deep, shockwaves were sent through your body, tightening around her digits. 

“Close Jill…. Close.” 

“Let go baby, I’ve got you,” unhooking your wrists and instead interlocking one of your hands with her. Brushing her thumb along the top of your hand and with a few more thrusts you were falling apart under her. With your head thrown back and your breath hitched, your hips jut out towards her and your back arches off the bed as you reach your peak. Jill carefully coaxes you through your high, hand now stationed on your thighs kneading the skin as you come down. Once your breathing had returned to normal and your legs had stopped squirming, Jill met your eyes. 

“I want you to ride my face,” she suggested.

Locking eyes with her, “Are you sure?”

She shook her head and settled on her back in between two pillows and shifted you onto her lap. You grinded harder on her, interlocking your lips in a wet sloppy kiss. You stationed yourself over Jill’s face as she leaded back more to allow you to fully kneel around her head. Jill’s hair sprayed against the pillows with her dark hooded eyes staring up at you, you nearly could have came at the sight. You placed your hands on the headboard to avoid possibly suffocating the girl and settled your dripping pussy on her face. You could feel her hot breath tickling your skin. She cupped your chin and made you watch as you rode her face. 

“I want you to stay like that,” she murmured against your inner thigh.

The moment her tongue made contact with your folds, your hands flew from the headboard to grip her hair. She let out a loud moan and pressed her face closer to your core. The tip of her nose carefully rubbed against your sensitive clit. Her hands pinched your tits, rolling the buds between her fingers. Her pointed tongue skillfully buried inside you, moving with rapid pace. You couldn’t help but grind your hips, fucking yourself on her tongue.

“Taste so good,” she mumbled. 

You felt yourself throb and close your thighs around her head. Rocking your hips to grind down harder on the Dutch, smearing your arousal all over the midfielder’s lips. You could feel her moan against your core that sent vibrations throughout your body. She pulled your swollen bud in her wet, skilled mouth. She pushed her tongue past your tightness and prodded at your walls. 

“Oh fuck Jill,” you choked out a whimper.

“Come on baby, just one more. You’re doing so good for me.”

You reached your hand down to rub your clit as she increased her speed. You threw you head backwards as your eyes clenched closed when a sharp smack hit your ass and your hips bucked against air.

“Be a good girl and I’ll let you come.”

Your skin burned as the coil in your stomach was so close to snapping. You peered down to the girl between your thighs, her mouth glistening with your wetness as you rocked back and forth. 

“Please, please, please Jill, let me come. I’ll be good,” you begged.

Jill grinned against you and pulled you down by your thighs to be closer to her. Moans and whimpers slipped past your mouth as your walls clenched around her tongue, flicking against your sensitive nub. Your knees are tilting back and forth against her face, spreading yourself more open for her to hit every inch of you.

“Baby you taste so sweet. Such a sweet little cunt all for me. Let go for me.”

With another rough flick to your clit, you cried out as her tongue lapped up your juices and you caught your breath. You swivel your hips in small circles to ride out your high as your temple throbs with overstimulation. You fall forward against the headboard as Jill licks you clean. You topple off of her and instead next to her on the bed, trying to regulate your breathing and your blurry vision.

On the mattress next to the girl, you crane your neck to see Jill staring up at the ceiling with a cocky grin carved into her face. Licking her lips and using her hand to clean her chin to wipe off the leftovers of your orgasm. She turns her head slowly towards you and scoots closer to your body, brushing the hairs off of your sweaty forehead. 

Placing a soft kiss on your lips, “I really missed you baby.”

Curling in next to her and interlocking your hands, you told her, “I missed you too baby.” Jill pulled the once discarded comforter over your bodies and you snuggled more into her. You would think about the loss tomorrow, right now you were in Jill’s arms, and for right now, even if it was for just a few more hours, you were relaxed.

[zeezelweazel]

So besides the orgy fic (first part is on the works rn 👀) I also have sone other ideas that have been on my head for a while:

Mapi x Ingrid x Reader x Jill

Reader used to date Mapi, Jill and Ingrid were also a thing, now the exes are forced to play eachother in a hotly contested champions league match while also dating eachother's partners. Things get heated and sexy time ensues.

Millie Bright x Reader x Rachel Daly

It really shocked you when you found out that your girlfriend's best friend has never been with a woman before. When your girlfriend noticed your shock and the not so hidden attraction you two had for eachother she set something up.

What do we think?

[russo-woso]

The worst day | Jill Roord

Warning smut, MDI, thigh riding, fingering, dom!Jill, sub!reader, praise kink

It had been a stressful day to say the least.

You had woken up late due to your girlfriend, Jill, forgetting to set the alarm.

The two of you rushed around, getting ready for training before quickly making smoothies.

You arrived just on time at the Manchester City training ground, thanks to the quickness you both had getting ready.

Training went terribly wrong.

Due to the rushing around, you forgot to pick up your boots. One of the most important things for training, and you had forgotten them.

Luckily, you had spares you kept at the training ground, but you preferred your newer ones.

Thanks to your clumsiness, you fell over, tweaking your ankle which meant that you couldn't participate in the rest of training.

You sat out, with an ice pack on your ankle, whilst you watched all the others train.

Jill came and sat by you when she could, wrapping her arms around you and pressing light kisses to your head.

You just sighed and rested your head on her shoulder.

To add the cherry on top, when driving home, you and Jill stopped off at the shops to get some groceries you needed.

Everything was going fine. You paid for your shopping, getting back in the car, driving home.

Until you got to your front door.

You had picked up one bag, Jill taking the other, and as you approached the door, the bag split right down the middle making all your groceries fall out.

The eggs smashed everywhere on your front porch, the milk cartoon fell apart.

You just burst out in tears. It really had been one of the worst days of your life.

Jill ushered you inside, insisting that you go and relax whilst she cleaned the doorstep.

As Jill reentered, she found you still in tears.

She brought you into a hug, trying to comfort you.

"Liefje, I know it's been a bad day. How about we just cuddle and watch movies?" Jill suggested, placing one last kiss on your head before looking at you.

You wiped your tears away and nodded your head.

Jill walked you through to the living room, guiding you to lay down on her on the couch.

Still cautious of her ACL injury which she did 7 months ago, you cuddled into her chest, resting your head in the crook of her neck.

She put on your favourite movie, and a comfortable silence took over.

Throughout the first fifteen minutes, you were both fine. Just cuddled up to one another, enjoying each other's presence.

Then, Jill placed a hand on the back of your thigh.

Within the space of the next ten minutes, Jill's hand had travelled all the way up your thigh and was now resting on your ass.

You got distracted from the film and you lifted your head to look at her.

"Jill, stop it." You warned but when she did it again, you knew exactly what her intentions were.

"Let me make your day better, baby. I'll make you feel good." She whispered in your ear and a smirk appeared on her face.

She began kissing you passionately, her lips moving on yours perfectly.

She bit your bottom lip, which gave her access to your mouth.

You moaned into the kiss as you felt her hand move under your shirt.

"I'm gonna pick you up, okay baby?" She asked, her voice husky, as she picked you up, your legs wrapping round her waist.

"Mind your knee, Jill." You warned, out of breath from the kiss.

As she made her way upstairs with you in her arms, she kissed your neck gently.

You both made it to the bedroom, Jill placing you down on the bed and she crawled on top of you. 

You couldn't make out if Jill was going to be gentle or rough tonight.

The kisses down your neck were hard but the touches on your body were gentle.

Jill reached down for the hem of your shirt and pulled it over your head.

Her lips went straight back to your neck, slowly making their way down.

You felt her hands on your back, inching closer and closer to undo your bra.

With one hand, she unclipped it and it fell of you.

"You're so beautiful, liefje." She whispered against your chest and reconnected her mouth.

A moan slipped out your mouth as Jill placed her mouth on your breast.

One hand on your other, gently squeezing whilst her tongue worked magic on the other.

She continued down your abdomen, reaching your sternum.

"Jill, please." You whined as her fingers traced the top of the trousers you were wearing.

She grabbed ahold of them and with one pull down, she revealed your aching core.

"You're going to be my good girl tonight, okay? You're going to do exactly what I tell you to. You understand?" Jill asked and you nodded your head, desperate to feel some kind of pleasure.

Jill quickly took her clothes off, leaving you waiting for her to actually do something.

"Please Jill. I need you to do something."

"And you will get something, baby. Come here." By this point, Jill had laid down next to you. She pulled you onto her thigh so you were now straddling her one thigh. "I want you to get off on my thigh."

"Jill, what about your knee?"

"My knees fine. Now do what I said." She commanded, grabbing a hold of your hips and helping you slide up and down the length of her muscular thigh.

You and Jill both moaned at the contact.

Jill loved the feel of your soaking core on her thigh.

The muscles in her thigh hit your clit just perfectly which sent wave of pleasure through your body.

"That's it, liefje. You're being such a good girl for me." Jill said and increased the speed of your actions.

Her grip got harder and your moans got louder.

"Fuck. Jill, I'm...I'm gonna — Fuck!" You managed to say as you came undone.

"Good girl. Ride it out."

Jill released the grip she had on your hips and pulled you in for a kiss.

Her hands made her way down to your cunt, her fingers brushing through.

You whined at the sensitivity but once that had gone, you whined due to the fact you were desperate to feel Jill's fingers.

"Jill please. I need your fingers in-." You began telling her but was cut off by her fingers burying themselves in your cunt.

She leaned down to kiss you, swallowing you moans.

You stopped kissing her back after a while, your jaw dropping open as she found your g-spot.

"You feel so tight around my fingers, babe." Jill groaned and increased her speed, curling her fingers as she did.

"I'm so close, Jill." You said to her in between moans.

"You're going to be my good girl and cum for me." Jill decades and you nodded your head, feeling the familiar knot break in your stomach.

Your legs began to shake and Jill's name fell from your lips like a chant.

Jill continued to thrust her fingers into you, letting you ride out your high.

As soon as you started to get overstimulated, you jerked away and Jill pulled out.

"You were such a good girl for me." Jill whispered in your hair as she laid down next to you. "Do you need anything? Water? A bath?"

"A bath would be nice, baby. As long as you join me." You replied, your breath still uneven.

"Okay, liefje, I won't be a minute."

"Jill?" You called out to her as she got up from the bed. She tuned around with a curious look on her face. "Thank you for making my day better. That made up for all the bad things today."

"I'm glad it did, babe. You deserve the very best days. I’m sorry you didn’t have a good one.”

"Trust me, I did. You just made it a good day.”

[leah-lover]

I need you. Jill roord × reader.

Smut 18+

Jill misses reader after she did her ACL.

My life has been hectic ever since Jill did her Acl. Our games have been hard and critical for our shot at the title so losing concentration wasn't an option. O. The other hand, my relationship with Jill was going through its toughest phase yet.

Dealing with the shock of her diagnosis, her surgery, her physical And emotional pain had stretched the both of us too thin. We were tired.

Jill was hurt because of her knee, she was hurt because of the strain in the relationship but she couldn't say anything. She wanted to feel loved and appreciated during her current status. She couldn't say anything though, she was afraid all the responsibility would drive me away. As a result, she started to close up on herself.

I noticed the change in her state after it came home from training.

“ Hello darling, I missed you.” I said as I tossed my keys and bags and went towards the couch where she was sitting.

“ Hey, is your knee okay? What's wrong, talk to me honey?” I added as I massaged over her brace.

“ No I am okay, love. My knee is fine.” She answered with a half smile.

“ Darling I know you just please tell me it's your knee again I can get you something for it” I said before she cut me off.

“ It's not about my fucking knee. This knee has stopped my life. I miss you I just fucking my iss you soo much.” She said,

My hand immediately traveled to cup her face. “Honey you could have just said so I miss you too.” I replied before leaning over to give her a peck which she turned into a messy kiss.

“ If I had known I would have sorted this problem a long time ago.” I joked.

“ Don't be an ass and come back here. My knee doesn't change anything. I am still in charge.” she said.

We continued to kiss before things got more heated. “ It's okay, just get on top of me “ she demanded.

I was worried about her knee. But I needed to be closer to her.

I got on top of her, and unconsciously started grinding on her thigh.

“ That is a good girl. Keep going, my love.” she said with the raspiest voice.

While I was grinding, she was kissing my neck and massaging my sides and my chest.

“ Baby, I.. I think I am gonna come .“ I whispered into her ear.

“This soon baby. Hold it for me.” She replied.

I kept on grinding on her thigh.

“ Jill please I can't anymore.” I pleaded.

“Okay love, come for me.” She replied, while running her hand up and down my sides. After that the lounded sound managed to creep out of my mouth as I released a month's tension and collapsed into Jill’s arms.

“ That's a very good girl.” she said, calming me down by running her hands on my back.

“ Baby you are dripping. Let me return the favor.” I demanded.

Without asking for permission I slowly lowered her on the couch, took off her shorts and positioned myself between her thighs.

Arousal was running through her thighs. It only took my tongue quick contact with her core for the nastiest moan to escape her lips.

While being careful, I continuously rubbed circles on her core, and she kept getting angstier by the second.

“Baby please I need more.” She pleaded.

With that I pushed two fingers inside her.

Which seems to do the job as she lost control rapidly.

“Babe I need to come please don't make me wait” she pleaded, her breath getting quicker.

My pace then grew faster, which helped her come.

After she came I cleaned her up with my mouth and laid on her chest.

“Next time just tell me you need me okay.” I said.

“ I love you so much.” She added before falling asleep.

[pelova4president]

C’s MASTERLIST

DE ORANJE LEEUWINNEN

☆ Esmee Brugts x Reader

that stupid smile of hers I

that stupid smile of her II

☆ Victoria Pelova x Reader

relationship launch, socials I

relationship launch, socials II

fuck you, stargirl

shadows are to protect II

shadows are to protect III

shadows are to protect IV

☆ Daphne van Domselaar x Reader

world cup, socials

☆ Jill Roord x Reader

lovey dovey

LA ROJA

☆ Aitana Bonmati x Reader

home is where the heart is, socials

☆ Jana Fernandez x Reader

the best view, socials

☆ Salma Paralluelo x Reader

secreta

focus I

focus II

THE LIONNESSES

☆ Grace Clinton x Reader

the bestest of friends

wingteam

wingteam…

☆ Lucy Bronze x Reader

almost impossible

☆ Georgia Stanway x Reader

bet on it

☆ Leah Williamson x Reader

the williamsons, socials

magic euros I

magic euros II

the girlfriend scarer

☆ Alessia Russo x Reader

won us the world cup

shadows are to protect I

shadows are to protect II

shadows are to protect III

☆ Maya Le Tissier x Reader

the extrovert to my introvert

BLÅGULT

☆ Fridolina Rölfo x Reader

blind date

DIE NATIONALELF

☆ Laura Freigang x Sydney Lohmann x Reader

my muses

THE MATILDAS

☆ Kyra Cooney-Cross x Reader

pretty fangirl, socials

THE GIRLS IN GREEN

☆ Katie McCabe x Reader

mrs. mccard, socials

Other

☆ Mapi León x Ingrid Engen x Reader

little soulmates

☆ Mapi León x Ingrid Engen x Fridolina Rölfo x Reader

all eyes on you I

all eyes on you II

disclaimer, english isn’t my first language, i’m dutch so i’m sorry for any grammar mistakes.

I’ll write for almost any female footballer so if you have any requests or ideas, send them in :)

[kams-corner]

Jill Roord Recommendations

[disclaimer: i did not write any of the stories in these masterlists, full credit goes to the respective authors]

Key: *fluff, **angst, ***smut

* | ** friend zoned? - oneshot what happens when you're friendzoned by jill after her move to manchester city

* | ** no longer friends - two parts you and jill have a tricky time navigating your feelings / can you and jill rekindle your relationship Part 1 | Part 2

* lazy day cuddles - oneshot you and jill spend a quiet day in together

* | ** roord to the rescue - oneshot you and jill are keeping your relationship on the down low, doesn't mean she doesn't get jealous sometimes

* | ** | *** kitchen light - oneshot you and jill roord have an extremely complicated relationship

* | ** secret love - oneshot fake dating and moment of jealousy, what's not to love

* | ** "i think i'm in love with you" - oneshot you haven't seen much of jill in a while

* unnamed fic - oneshot no one knows you and jill have been dating for a while

[femininefutbol]

kitchen light

transferred/modified from my wattpad and based on this song

prompt: you and jill roord have an extremely complicated relationship

word count: 6.3k

SMUT WARNING

a/n: there are mentions of smut throughout, only read/interact if you are comfortable

-

‘she got in my car, said take me home’

You pull up at the apartment building you know belongs to Jill's boyfriend, it's the third time this week that Jill has desperately texted you asking if she could be picked up.

"Thank you so much mijn liefje" Jill whispers, she gently kisses along your jawline.

"It's okay Jilly, I promised I would always be here for you and I meant it" you respond, purposely not reacting to the advances set on you by the younger woman sitting in your passenger seat.

Jill suddenly falls back into her seat with a 'hmph' as she receives no reaction to her sexually suggestive behaviour.

"Are you okay love?'' you ask tentatively, your eyes focused on the dark road ahead, your hand making it’s way to Jill's thigh.

"Yeah" she states with a sigh, "can you just take me home?" Jill pouts while grasping your hand tightly in both her hands, not wanting the contact to end anytime soon.

"Yours or mine?" you ask with a smirk, already knowing Jill’s answer and exactly what is going to happen tonight.

"Yours, always. my housemates are too nosy” Jill states, thinking about how Daan and Beth would be on her case if she brought a girl home, especially as she is openly in a relationship with a man. 

"As if mine aren't? We're just lucky I'm good at sneaking around" you state. There has been a few too many times where your housemates and teammates, Sam and Erin have asked you the morning after who you had been sneaking around with, each time you have brushed them off stating it was just a random girl you had met at a club, this has given you a reputation of being a player but you doesn't mind as long as the two don't find out about Jill's affair.

-

‘i bring her to mine, we stumble inside, we didn't even make it past the kitchen light’

It is a struggle for Jill and yourself  to make your way into the house, while you tried to avoid Jill's advances in the car the second her lips met yours, you knew that you were in for a long night. 

"Jill we need to stop, at least until we get to my bedroom" you whisper against her lips, neither one of you particularly wanting to stop your current actions but you know that you need to in order to not be caught out by your roommates.

Jill pulls the hood of her jumper over her head, the action becoming part of the girl's routine whenever entering the house in order for her identity to remain a mystery to the other Chelsea women.

"It's all clear" you tug at the strings of Jill's hoodie, the only source of light within the house is the dull light above the kitchen stove, this is left on through the night and signals to you that your housemates have gone to bed.

You immediately attach your lips to Jill’s, with your grasp still tightly holding onto the hoodie strings you push Jill against the kitchen counter, easily taking control, holding her between yourself and the counter. 

You continue kissing Jill forcefully, your hands trailing her body underneath her hoodie. You grab Jill's waist hoisting her onto the counter, this makes their glaring height difference between you disappear.

"Here or the bedroom?" you ask pulling Jill's hoodie over her head, leaving her in a white lace bralette and Chelsea training shorts that display the number 1, clearly belonging to you.

"Here, just hurry up, I need you to fuck me already" Jill moans out, overwhelmed by each and every move you make across her body.

You don’t waste any time, reaching around Jill's body sliding her off the counter to her feet once she is securely planted on the ground you drop to your knees. You make quick work of sliding the younger girl's shorts and underwear off in one slick movement making Jill shiver in anticipation.

You move your hand up Jill's thigh, stopping right after your fingers brush past her pussy. This causes Jill to groan, frustrated at the lack of contact, the action making you smirk. 

You quickly and rather suddenly move your head between Jill's thighs, immediately giving her the attention she so desperately wants. Jill seems to forget her surroundings as she loudly moans with every movement that you make.

You continue delicately licking her folds, every flick of your tongue causing Jill to moan out loudly. You don’t realise that the less than quiet, semi-public actions have caused curiosity amongst your roommates. Both Erin and Sam peek their heads out of their rooms, shocked that you are not hooking up with a random girl but instead your best friend who everyone is aware is in a committed and straight relationship.

"(Y/N)! Holy shit!" Jill moans out, her knees buckling as she reaches her climax, you catch her quickly, steadying the girl before standing up yourself.

"So it was good, no?" you joke, capturing Jill in a quick kiss. You flick the girl's shorts and underwear in the air with your foot catching them and then picking up Jill easily carrying her to your bedroom, unaware of the commotion that this night would cause.

-

‘you could break my heart, i know that you tried’

"(Y/N/N) you know I'm happy with him, you can't keep asking me to break up with him" you hear your best friend state over the phone.

"Do I know you are happy with him? I pick you up from his house every few days and you spend the entire night begging me to fuck you... Look I don't know much about heterosexual relationships but I don't think that's what a happy relationship looks like Jill" you argue.

You know that asking Jill to break up with her boyfriend of three years for you is kind of ridiculous but you want to be the one that Jill is in love with. Every time you have this conversation it becomes glaringly more clear that all you will ever be is Jill's second option.

"I am happy with him (Y/N), we've discussed this so many times before. Can you please just drop it?" Jill lets out in a harsh tone.

"Yeah yeah, sorry, I'll see you when you want me to fuck you again I guess" you sigh, hanging up the phone not even waiting for Jill's response.

-

‘i'm glued to my bed, when it's raining outside’

You have barely gotten out of bed for the past two days, all you have been able to do is think about Jill and cry. The only positive of the situation is the fact that there are major storms in London causing both training and all FA WSL games to be cancelled over the weekend, allowing you to wallow in self pity without any distractions.

"Hey gal" you turn around, shocked to hear a voice coming from your doorway. You see both of your housemates standing there with sad smiles on their faces.

"Hi" you mumble, closing your eyes as the brightness of the outside world makes its way through your doorway.

"So you haven't moved for two days and as a professional athlete that's kind of insane" Sam states, struggling to hold back a chuckle at her own comment. "You wanna tell us what's going on?" 

Your teammates make their way into your bedroom, closing the door behind them. Erin turns on a lamp and then makes herself comfortable at your desk, while Sam has already sunken into the beanbag that sits in the corner of the room.

"I'm just really tired, and it's raining, no point in moving" you whine. Your housemates look at each other, they both know that you are barely ever tired and that you are always moving about. You are probably the most active person on the team, so your current state is definitely a cause for concern.

"Are you sure it doesn't have anything to do with the Arsenal midfielder who is in a committed relationship that you just so happened to bring home and fuck?" Erin asks, both you and Sam snap your heads in the direction of the Scottish girl, for two very different reasons. 

You are shocked that your housemate knows about your affair with Jill and Sam is shocked that Erin is so nonchalant about bringing up Jill as the two had agreed to do it subtly and her display was anything but subtle.

"This was a great chat, I'd like you both to leave now please" you mumble, turning your body to face away from the two girls. You don't bother to listen to if your housemates are leaving or not, you are done with the conversation and that's that.

-

‘can't stop thinking bout, how we fucked in the shower’

Listening to the pouring rain all you can think about is Jill, in most circumstances in your life all you think about is Jill but this time it's different. The harsh rain reminds you of the angry sex the two of you had just a few weeks ago, due to a fight you had, the same fight the two of you have been having for months.

"He obviously doesn't satisfy you like I do, otherwise you wouldn't be here" you state as the warm water runs down your body. Jill has made herself comfortable on the bathroom counter, watching you closely as you rub body wash around sensually.

"He doesn't get the chance to satisfy me, you are the only person who I allow to fuck me" Jill replies in a bored tone. This causes you to freeze, you can't help the small smile that spreads across your face.

"Then why are you with him? What does he have to offer that I don't?" you ask harshly. You want to know why Jill won't just be with you, the two of you are very clearly in love so why can't she just choose to be with you. 

"It's easier with him, I don't want to have to hide my relationship, or later on come out, I don't want my dating life to be a big deal so instead I just date guys" Jill replies, this causes you to scoff.

"You can't string this poor guy along forever Jill" you spit out, annoyed mostly at the fact that Jill won't just date you already but you deflect your annoyance to make it seem like you care about Jill's boyfriend's feelings.

"You don't seem to care about his feelings when you fuck me" Jill replies, she has managed to remove her clothing and steps into the shower without you noticing.

Jill wraps her arms around your body, running her hands up and down your abs. Your face softens slightly as the actions of the woman leaves you shocked and horny.

Suddenly you grasp Jill's hands in your own, removing them from your body. You let go for a second in order to turn yourself around and push Jill against the wall of the shower.

"I don't care about his feelings, I care about mine," you admit, roughly grabbing the back of Jill's neck, pulling her in for a heated kiss.

The rough nature of the kiss continues into extremely rough sex, your obvious anger doing nothing but turning Jill on more.

You stare into Jill's eyes while shoving two fingers into her pussy without warning, this shocks Jill as she almost slips, you catch her easily holding onto her ass tightly while continuing to thrust her fingers inside your best friend.

"Oh my god, please don't stop" Jill begs as you continue your actions, attaching your mouth to Jill's neck sucking tightly on the skin, not caring that you will leave a mark that will likely get her in trouble somehow.

Just as Jill is about to cum you completely detach yourself from the woman, quickly washing your body. You turn off the water and wrap yourself in a towel leaving the bathroom and a very horny Jill standing alone.

-

‘now you ditch your party, and that's when you call me’

You groan as you hear your phone go off, the ringtone is a remix of the song Breaking Free from a High School Musical so you immediately know it is Jill who is calling you.

"Yes Jill?" you ask, still half asleep and frustrated at the fact that you have been woken up.

The two of you haven't spoken for weeks, the last time being during your fight over the phone. You are annoyed that the first time Jill contacts you is at 2am, the night before a game day.

"Can you please come pick me up?" Jill responds in a timid tone, knowing that she is asking a lot of you, especially with the circumstances of your relationship at the moment.

"Sure" you sigh, you are never able to say no to the girl even when you are mad or upset with her. 

You get out of bed and shuffle to your closet to find a jumper to wear. "Your boyfriend's house?" you ask, assuming that the blonde wants a break from her boyfriend as that is why she would usually call you at this hour. 

"No I'm at Leah's" Jill responds, this confuses you, not due to the location but because the only place Jill has ever called you from to leave is her boyfriend's house, she usually isn’t one to leave a team party.

"Why do I need to pick you up?" you ask as you make your way to your car, shivering at the cold air that hits your body.

"Arsenal party. I want to leave, I want to be with you" is all Jill responds, it's clear that the girl has had a bit to drink.

"Okay I'm on my way, I'll be there soon" you respond before hanging up. You sigh, running your hand through your hair and starting up your car.

"Maybe she is finally ready to be with me," you whisper to yourself, pulling out of your parking spot making your way across London to pick up the girl that you are so desperately in love with.

-

‘and none of your friends, have a clue where you're going’

"Jilldo, come play beer pong with us," Jill's teammate Lisa yells across the room, barely being held up by her girlfriend Vivianne.

"I'm okay, I think I'm going to leave actually" Jill responds walking over to the group.

"Where are you going? It's late, why don't you just stay here?” Leah asks, coming up behind the girl, throwing her arms over Jill's shoulders.

"No it's okay, my boyfriend is going to come get me, I already called him," Jill responds, making her way to the front door so she can wait outside for you.

"It's not like you to leave a party early" Vivianne sits on the front step next to Jill, having left her very drunk girlfriend inside so she could keep her friend company.

"I'm just really tired, not in much of a party mood," Jill replies. The two teammates sit in comfortable silence.

Jill sees your car pull up and quickly makes her way to her feet. "Well that's my ride, I'll see you at recovery tomorrow" Jill states, hugging Vivianne rushing to get into your car.

Vivianne sits confused, knowing very well that Jill’s boyfriend owns a black car not a white one. She also catches a glimpse of the person in the driver's seat, and it is definitely a girl, a girl that Vivianne catches Jill kissing prior to them driving off.

Vivianne enters Leah's house and immediately makes her way over to her and Jill's national teammate Daniëlle. "You need to come with me" Vivianne states, dragging Daniëlle away from the conversation she was having with Beth and Lisa.

"What?" Daniëlle whines once the two have made their way into Leah's backyard away from the rest of the party.

"I think Jill is cheating on her boyfriend" Vivianne states in her classic monotone voice.

"What?!" Daniëlle yells, not believing that Jill would be capable of doing something like that.

"I was sitting with her while she waited for her boyfriend to pick her up, and it definitely wasn't him. A girl in a white car pulled up and Jill immediately kissed her when she got in the car” Vivianne explains.

"Seriously? We'll have to ask her about it tomorrow but I really don't believe that she would do something like that" Daniëlle replies, standing up patting Vivianne on the shoulder before making her way inside to continue her conversation that was interrupted.

-

‘now you're at the bar, holding his hand, and i can't be mad, cause he's your man’

"How did you end up convincing us all to hang out? Especially on a weekend when we have played each other" Sam asks you as a bunch of Arsenal and Chelsea girls sit together in a pub enjoying each other's company.

"I'm just such an awesome person and everyone loves me, so you all agreed to come just because I asked" you laugh, it is common knowledge that you make friends easily, thus it is not that unusual that you have been able to convince two enemy teams to hang out after the game, it helps that their game ended in a draw, at least there is no winners versus losers arguments occurring.

While conversation continues amongst the group, you can't help but glare at Jill and her boyfriend who are standing at the bar ordering drinks.

You had wrongly assumed that Jill calling to ask you to pick her up from the party a few weeks prior was her way of saying that she wanted to be with you. That couldn't be any further from the truth though, you found out that the reason Jill had called you was because if she had called her boyfriend she would have been too drunk to not admit that there is something happening between you and her.

The events after the party really caused a bigger rift between the two of you. You were still obviously upset and Jill had resorted to avoiding you due to the talk she had with Vivienne and Daniëlle the next morning, in which she admitted to the two that she was in fact cheating on her boyfriend. She didn't admit with whom but she knew that her teammates were set on finding out, thus she has been avoiding you again in order to not raise suspicions and it was easy for her to do so as you refused to talk to her.

"Glare any more and he might catch fire" Sam whispers to you. The two of you have had many conversations about your situation with Jill and Sam has become a big support for you as you are clearly going insane over your first girl crush. This was something that Sam has told you she has extensive knowledge on, making her the best option for a confidant that you have seeing as all your other gay friends just so happen to be Lionesses teammates who play for Arsenal with Jill. 

"I don't know why she brought him, she knew I would be here, I'm the one who set it up" you sigh, just wishing that you could be in her boyfriend’s place, holding Jill’s hand, whispering in her ear, kissing her cheek, that should be your job not his.

"You said partners were invited, it would be weird if she didn't bring him, everyone would question it," Sam laughs as you continue glaring.

"I should have said gay partners only" you mumble, crossing your arms and leaning back into the booth you are sitting at.

"That would be heterophobic" Sam chuckles loudly at her own joke, this causes a giggle to escape your lips.

"Well I am extremely heterophobic to be fair" you reply, the two of you laughing loudly at the dumb joke. This causes the rest of the table to look at the two wondering what you two are finding so hilarious. What is missed by you is the glare that Sam receives from Jill as she catches yourself and Sam wrapped in each other's arms laughing.

-

‘and i would keep you up, all fuckin night’

Murmurs are heard among the group as Jill drags you out of the bar. Jill had sent her boyfriend home for unknown reasons and now she is leaving with you. any other time something like this occurs it is seen as a perfectly normal occurrence as everyone knows that Jill and yourself are the best of friends but today there are many questions about the situation.

Some people know about what is happening such as Sam and Erin who are preparing themselves for a night of wearing earplugs when they return home.

Others are piecing things together such as Vivianne and Daniëlle who come to the assumption that you are the girl that Jill is cheating on her boyfriend with.

The rest of the two teams are not at all clued in about what is going on but with the way Jill drags you out of the bar and the hushed conversations between both Erin and Sam, and Daniëlle and Vivianne they can tell that something is definitely happening.

"So your place or mine?" you joke as Jill lets go of your arm once the two of you are on the street.

"How about right here?" Jill responds by pulling you in for a passionate kiss, at this moment neither one of the two of you care about anyone watching.

You make it back to your house, and just like when you usually return to your house the two can barely make it into the front door, too caught up in each other to even attempt to make your way into the house properly. 

After many minutes of distractions, mainly the two of you stopping to make out, you finally make your way into your bedroom. Neither of you waste a second, basically throwing your clothes off as you continue kissing passionately.

The hours pass as the two of you catch up with each other, exploring every inch of the other's bodies.

"What time is it?" you sigh as you fall back onto your bed.

"uhhh 430" Jill laughs, crawling her way up to lay on top of you.

"Oh my god, we got back here at like 1700, are you all good?" you tentatively ask Jill as you run your hand through Jill's hair.

"Yep I'm absolutely perfect" Jill replies with a dopey grin, the exhaustion clear on her face, "but now it's time to sleep".

"I agree, goodnight love" you kiss Jill's head almost immediately falling asleep.

-

‘now that your boyfriend, is blowing up your phone’

"Shut up!'' you groan at the repetitive text tone that keeps going off. You reach over to grab the phone, feeling a body in the way. You peek your eyes open seeing the body of your beautiful best friend lying beneath you.

The sight of Jill causes you to forget what you even woke up for, you wrap your arms tightly around the woman and go back to sleep.

Soon enough you discover why you had woken up earlier as the phone continues buzzing every minute or so.

"Love" you whisper in Jill's ear, shaking her awake, "love, your phone keeps going off, can you please deal with it?" 

Jill rolls over checking her phone, she has probably a hundred messages from her boyfriend and she knows she's in trouble.

"Who is it?" you ask, still barely awake.

"My boyfriend, I told him I would go to his house last night but obviously never did" Jill groans, knowing that the admission would cause an argument between the two of you who only just started talking, well, fucking again the day before.

"Wait, what? I thought you broke up with him? I thought that's why you dragged me out of the pub last night? You two are still together?” you ask, now very much awake and frustrated and the blonde haired girl.

"No, I just sent him home so I could spend more time with the girls and I dragged you out of the pub because I was jealous of the way Sam was touching you" Jill admits quietly.

You scoff, "Seriously Jill? As if you have any right to be jealous of anyone. What the hell! I'm going to shower and by the time I'm done I want you out of my house. Don't bother contacting me until you are done with your boyfriend, and I mean actually done with him. I'm telling you now I'm not doing any of this waiting around for you to acknowledge your feelings shit, if I'm taken when you finally open your goddamn eyes then that's your bad luck" you state with no emotion. You are over Jill's bullshit and you know the only way to get through to the Arsenal player is to show her that you don’t care anymore. After your rant you walk away not even sparing a glance at the girl you still happen to be madly in love with.

-

‘i tried to move on but it never seemed right, and i broke my own heart, a few fuckin times’

"Ayyy get it" Erin yells at you as you return to the table that your teammates are sitting at, you just roll your eyes at the girl.

"What's wrong with this one?" Sam asks you, referring to the girl that you had just returned from hooking up with. "Let me guess, she wasn't a blonde midfielder, who plays for arsenal?" Sam laughs, knowing that you are still very much hung up on your best friend.

"I want to get over her so badly, I have the hottest girls hitting on me and all I can think about is her dumb face and even dumber boyfriend" you sigh, leaning into sam's side.

"Well this approach obviously isn't working" Sam laughs at you as you are now cuddling into her.

"No shit" you state dryly looking up at her.

A hushed whisper is only just heard as teammate Millie asks "are they into each other?", this causes you to pause, could Sam be into you?

Without much thought you move upwards catching Sam in a shocking kiss which Sam even more shockingly leans in to. The two of you continue making out, forgetting about the rest of your teammates who are sitting around the table giving each other odd glances.

"I'm not the dirty blonde midfielder who plays for Arsenal, ya know?" Sam laughs as she rubs your cheek lightly.

"You like me though, don't you?" you ask, a sudden rush of confidence coming over you.

"Yeah, I have for a while," Sam replies shyly.

"I'm sorry" you reply sincerely apologising, you know you will never be into Sam the way that she is into you and you feel horrible about it. 

"You have nothing to be sorry about, you know," Sam replies, looking into your eyes, as she does a sad smile make its way onto her face.

"It will always be her and I have to be sorry about that" you sigh standing up.

Sam pulls your arm causing you to trip and fall into her lap.

"I know it will and you don't have to be sorry at all" Sam counters, she kisses you on the cheek before helping you up, both of you making your way out of the club without anything being spoken amongst yourselves and the rest of your confused teammates.

-

‘and you finally call me, "lover i've missed you"’

"Who's ringtone is breaking free from high school musical?" Erin yells as the Chelsea women's team make their way into the locker room.

"Mine!" you yell back, suddenly sprinting into the room, making your way from the back of the group, pushing past teammates and jumping over obstacles to answer the phone.

"Hi" you sigh happily as you answer the phone to Jill.

Erin looks around confused at the display, "what is that about?" she asks Sam as everyone is aware of the fast formed friendship that the two have.

"I've got no clue, maybe she was waiting on an important call?" Sam shrugs back.

"I've missed you so much mijn liefje" you hear Jill speak over the phone.

"Are you done with him?” you ask, the happiness that could be heard in your voice originally is replaced with a cold tone.

"he is, it's you, it’s always been you. You're all I've ever wanted (Y/N) and I'm sorry it took me so long to realise" Jill responds, the smile that makes its way onto your face is one that none of your teammates had ever seen before.

"I knew you'd come to your senses soon enough" you giggle. While it had been months since the two of you had spoken you couldn't help but still be deeply and madly in love with the woman.

"It only took me 3 months," Jill laughs lightly.

"Not including the year and a half before that" your giggling continues.

"So can I come over tonight?" Jill asks.

"Still hiding me from your housemates, hey?" you respond, while your tone does not indicate that you are joking, the wide smile on your face definitely does.

"Ah-um no, I just-" Jill stutters suddenly feeling anxious about the rest of the conversation.

"I'm joking love, I'm at practice til 4, so come over anytime after 5" you smile.

"I will be there at 5. I've missed you so much and I can not wait to see you again” Jill practically yells down the phone.

"Bye my love" you sigh happily.

"Bye mijn liefje" Jill sighs back the same happiness present in her voice as well. 

-

‘you tell me everything you never say out loud, on my bedroom floor, until we pass out’

"You know I fell in love with you the second I saw you" Jill states casually, you are leaning against your bean bag while Jill lays on your lap, happily having her hair played with by you. 

"When did you even first see me?" you ask, trying to piece together the sequence of events that lead to the two of you ending up where you are right now.

"Euros semi-final in 2017" Jill replies easily, the woman will never forget that day, yes, her team won the match which was nice but it was also the day she discovered the most beautiful girl she would ever meet.

"God that was a horrible day" you laugh lightly remembering the devastating loss that England experienced that day. You know that you definitely didn't notice Jill that day, it wouldn't be until at least two years later when you were introduced after a league game that you would notice the blonde midfielder.

"Not for me'' Jill smiles, replaying the moment that she first saw you in her mind.

"I didn't even notice you that day sadly. I never used to pay much attention to opposition, I was very much focused on my football" you admit.

"Oh I'm very aware, I forced leah to introduce us because I was tired of only hearing about you and not being able to know you" Jill admits, this is something that she never thought she would tell you but in this moment she feels like it will help you understand how much she really does love you.

"Wait seriously? Is that why Leah was so set on me coming out with you guys the night we met?" you giggle, excited that Jill was so set on knowing you that she would force a meeting between the two.

"Yep, i needed to meet you" Jill smiles.

"You know you have terrible timing, I was in such a foul mood that night. I lost against you then as well" you sigh, you can feel yourself growing tired but you are enjoying this time with Jill. Usually when the two are together all you ever do is have sex but tonight all you have done is talked for hours and you don’t want this precious moment to end. 

"You're just a sore loser (Y/N/N)" Jill smiles at her own joke waiting for a disagreement from you but when she looks up she is met with your gentle sleeping face, one of your hands stilled in her hair and the other wrapped around Jill’s shoulder. 

Jill doesn't bother moving, instead she just closes her eyes, making herself comfortable in your lap.

-

‘and when we wake up you wanna make out’

Your eyes flutter open as you feel something against her lips. Once you wake up properly you realise that you and Jill are still on your bedroom floor where the two of you fell asleep the night before while in the middle of a conversation.

"Goedemorgen, mijn liefje" Jill mumbles, the two of you had moved around throughout the night and both ended up fully on the ground cuddled into each other on your fluffy rug.

Before you can respond your lips are attacked and yourself and Jill are passionately making out.

"And just when I thought horny Jill was gone, here she is," you laugh, happy to know that the attraction was still there between the two of you.

"Never gone, just on pause for a night" Jill laughs back, "anyway maybe on pause for too long, let's get back to the good stuff" Jill goes straight back to your lips.

The two of you continue your heated make out session for quite awhile, neither of you wanting to be the one to stop things.

"Alright, this has been fun but my back is sore and Emma will be pissed if I can't move tomorrow," you sigh, pushing yourself up off the ground where the two of you were still.

Jill looks annoyed for a second, then her face turns to confusion, lastly she lets out a small 'ohhh' having realised who Emma is.

"Did you forget that Emma is my coach?" you giggle, knowing that Jill just went through a whole jealous cycle within 30 seconds.

"Only for a second," Jill admits quietly.

"You're cute Jilly, so cute" you pull the younger woman in for a kiss.

-

‘i think she might be the love of my life’

You quietly stand in the corner of your living room, while you are usually extremely sociable and the life of the party tonight you regret even hosting this party.

"Why are you standing here alone, horrible hosting" you look up suddenly not realising that anyone was even anywhere near you.

"Sorry Leah, just not in a party mood apparently" you sigh.

"You don't have to apologise. Are you okay though? I’ve never seen you like this before”`Leah asks sincerely, worried about you. 

"Yeah I am really good actually, things are great I am just very much not feeling it right now" you reply.

Jill looks across the room, noticing that you don’t look like you are feeling too good. She makes her way over immediately hugging you into her, knowing that your love language is physical touch and that you most probably could use a good hug at the moment.

"Thank you" you whisper quietly, you instantly feel so much better, more comfortable and more social just from the simple action. 

"Of course mijn liefje, I won't leave your side if you don't want me too" Jill wraps her arm around you waist proudly holding her lover close.

"I'd love you to stay with me but you don't have to, I want you to enjoy your night" you inform her. 

"I'm going to have the best night with you, you're much better company than anyone here" Jill kisses your cheek, an action that isn't missed by Jill's Netherlands teammates Vivianne and Daniëlle.

The two of you stick together for most of the night, at some point though the two of you seperate. You end up in the kitchen with Sam while Jill is cornered by Vivianne and Daniëlle for a conversation that she had been happily avoiding.

"So (Y/N) is the one you are cheating on your boyfriend with?" Daniëlle asks, not being one for the subtle approach, Vivianne hits her arm.

"Sorry about her, but we are both curious," Vivianne informs her slightly younger teammate.

"I'm not cheating on my boyfriend, I broke up with him, but yes it was (Y/N) who I had been seeing" Jill admits, her two teammates smirk at each other, knowing about Jill's attraction to the woman.

"So what's the deal with (Y/N) then?" daniëlle asks.

"I think she might be the love of my life" Jill smiles, happy to finally be able to tell her teammates about the woman she loves.

"So you are talking to Jill again?" Sam asks her teammate, not quite caught up on what is happening between you and Jill.

"Yeah, she was the one who called while we were at training the other week, and ever since she has been trying to make things right" you look at Jill across the room, seeing that it seems like she has been cornered by her teammates.

"So it's serious now?'' Sam asks happily, not a single sign of jealousy or negativity coming from her.

"I think she might be the love of my life" you smile, knowing that Jill is your forever. 

[awfcspencer]

Masterlist!!

Leah Williamson

Dark Days Ahead

Christmas Lights

Excessive

Dress

Slightly Aggressive

You Are In Love

Wish Upon A Star

All Night (smut)

Nine Months

Fairytale Ending

Secret’s Out

Marry Me

Don't Listen To Them

Anniversary Night

Long Live

Alexia Putellas

Photo Shoot

Cravings

Puppy Love

Pretty Heart

Sweet N Low (smut)

Where Do We Go Now? (smut)

Delay (smut)

Pedals and Promises

Text or Call?

Alessia Russo

Triple Double Watch

Sunshine & Rain

Parent Practice

Hangover

Homesick

Hot Water Bottle

Anything But Casual

Steal Your Heart

Ona Batlle

Falling Out Of Love

California King Bed

Caramel Iced Latte

Jill Roord

Friend Zoned?

It Takes A Second To Say Hello, But Forever To Say Goodbye

Oxygen (smut)

Jennifer Hermoso

Jealous (smut)

Mapi León & Ingrid Engen

Finals Week or Final Week? (smut)

Jessie Fleming

Teacher’s Pet

Arsenal Women’s Team

Protective

A Step Behind

Together

You’re Gonna Go Far

[zeezelweazel]

When will you work on this Mapi x Ingrid x Reader x Jill fic ? Bc i really love it

"Reader used to date Mapi, Jill and Ingrid were also a thing, now the exes are forced to play eachother in a hotly contested champions league match while also dating eachother's partners. Things get heated and sexy time ensues."

It's still on my drafts but between everything else and the other orgy fic I have no ideas for it atm

[lessi-lover]

★★ my work! ★★

who do i write for? ★

so obviously my team is arsenal (sue me 🤷‍♀️)

the main ones i think i would potentially write for are:

leah, alessia, katie, caitlin, steph, beth, viv, lia, kyra, vic, & laura.

that being said, some of them are obviously harder to write and i haven't really had the time to experiment yet at all.

a few random wsl players i would potentially write for are (although it would be hard):

sam kerr, millie bright, jessie fleming, guro reiten, zecira musovic (maybe), niamh charles, mary fowler, alex greenwood, alannah kennedy, jill roord, esme morgan, rachel daly, mackenzie arnolds, ella toone, maya le tissier, and mary earps.

a few abroad players i would potentially write for are:

hayley raso, alexia putellas, mapi leon, ingrid engen, lucy bronze, ona batlle, georgia stanway, ellie carpenter and danielle van de donk.

as well the national teams i follow (even though im aussie):

aus, england, spain, canada, netherlands, norway, switzerland, ireland, sweden. although most of these are because i LOVE one or two players in that team.

disclaimer - i don't think i'm capable of writing smut, i'd just piss myself i can't do that-. but still request loves. i LOVE writing fluff, i'm not a big angst kinda gal ngl-. i really appreciate it when people leave notes on how the writing was and any grammar or spelling mistakes, although with my extremely dangerous case of perfection-.

i'm not comfortable writing anything even slightly suggestive for a character that is underage, but i'm happy to write platonic! young reader x players.

new note - i'm comfortable writing about players who are in established relationships, but married/engaged relationships is something i don't think i will do, unless it's platonic. unless i love them a lot like, - stephy, sammy, kristie, ellie, dvd ect.

thankyou for reading this love you all very much x

[daniswoso]

so far jill roord or la reina look to be the players i’m going to be writing for, so

[trulyhblue]

can you write something for jill roord 😭🙏

OMG YESSSSSSSS

WHAT DO WE WANT TO SEE??? BABY FIC? SMUT? FLUFF???

SEND THEM ALL IN PLS

[pelova4president]

I’m kinda stuck with my fics rn. I’ll try to write the Meadema x Reader fic again later and maybe even another part of the little soulmates fic. For now i’m hopefully gonna write another fic to get through it :)

I’ll try to write a smut fic eventually but i think it’s gonna be rough since it’s my first time writing it.

[pixiesfz]

MASTERLIST

woso world

jessie fleming

adoption papers (fluff)

frat boy jessie p1, frat boy jessie p2 (p2 18+)

bestfriends sister (suggestive)

jersey swap (smut 18+)

blushing beauty (fluff)

hard launch (online and real life)

little O , part 2 (fluff)

stupid canada (smut 18+)

on the wall (funny)

morning runs

practice? (fluff)

moving on series (multiple parts)

new home (smut 18+)

father to be (fluff)

parting gift (smut) (+niamh charles)

something new (smut)

bestfriends sister is the one for me (coming soon)

sam kerr

stubborn girls (fluff)

tattoo artist

give up (angst)

surfs up (coming soon)

kyra cooney-cross

debut (fluff)

chicken shop date

falling behind (angst)

ugly christmas sweater (very suggestive)

on sale (angst)

rent a girlfriend (suggestive)

first time (smut 18+)

time (slight angst)

tattletale (coming soon)

celebrations (coming soon)

camera shot (coming soon)

steph catley

sunshine masterlist (child!series)

katie mccabe

afl day (fluff)

shitty melbourne weather (fluff)

what happens in vegas (very suggestive)

kerstin casperij

chookas (soft)

teammates , jealousy p2.

such a tease

bestfriends wedding (coming soon)

young love (coming soon)

leah williamson

chelsea royalty (suggestive)

bad dream (fluff)

ass girl (suggestive)

jill roord

baby fever (fluff)

like he can (smut)

blessing in disguise

georgia stanway

best wag (coming soon)

niamh charles

parting gift (smut) (+jessie fleming)

flowers for luck (coming soon)

best baby-sitters (coming soon)

mackenzie arnold

lucky charm (fluff)

hayley raso

yellow card

teagan micah

take the punch

bruins suck (coming soon)

smile for the camera (coming soon)

running out of time (coming soon)

lucy bronze

world cups (blurb)

lucy blondes (fluff)

charli grant

awards night (fluff)

lionesses x reader

break-up (angst, fluffy)

arsenal x reader

spiked (angst)

caitlin foord

winners are grinners (fluff)

secrets we keep

katrina gorry

duty calls (angst)

lotte wubben-moy

invaded (angst)

alexia putellas

prison for life

ninja turtles