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Just Friends, Right? | Lauren James x Chelsea!Reader (18+) [Sunday]

Summary: A night celebrating the end of the season leads to a drunk hookup with one of your closest friends who you happen to have a crush on

Warning: drinking, top lauren, bottom reader, strap use (r receiving)

WC: 2.3k

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You panted as you waited for the ref to blow her whistle, your team a few seconds away from securing a league title. You jogged slightly as your defenders kept the ball between them and away from the opposing team. From the corner of your eye, you watched the ref raise her whistle to her mouth before blowing on it to end the game.

The Chelsea fans in the stands cheered as your team celebrated on the pitch, hugging and cheering at your success. After a tight hug from Guro, the Norwegian was replaced with Lauren, your best friend. The forward’s arms were wrapped around your waist tightly as the two of you stumbled slightly. Your arms wrapped around her neck, keeping her close to your body.

You and Lauren have been best friends since you met in Chelsea’s youth academy. Over the years, how you felt about her changed into something more romantic but you kept them to yourself. The two of you were always together, so much so a few of your teammates found it shocking you weren’t dating. 

“I’m so proud of you,” you beamed as you all but yelled in her ear. Lauren dramatically flenched at your loud voice but her smile matched yours as she let go of you. 

“I’m proud of you too,” her voice was quieter but still held the same weight as yours.

You were pulled away from each other for media but all you could think about was how it felt having her arms wrapped around you. You tried your hardest to focus on the questions being asked but your thoughts strayed to your best friend often. You were thankful when you told you were good and made a quick lap around the pitch to thank the fans for their support. 

Your teammates were already blasting music in the locker room when you entered, loud cheers and laughs mixed in as well. Everyone was quick to shower and change, an earlier agreement to celebrate at a local bar on everyone’s mind. As you changed into something more casual, you felt eyes zeroed in on you but when you looked around the room, everyone was focused on getting ready. 

As you turned your head back to your shoes, Lauren’s eyes locked on you once more. Her feelings for you had grown into something more over the years as well but she was scared to tell you and push you away. Her eyes scanned up and down your body as you stood, shamelessly checking you out while you weren’t paying attention. 

The forward jumped from her seat when you started heading to the door, her arm reaching out to hold the door for you to exit first. You sent her a small smile when you noticed her holding the door for you. Lauren exited the locker room right after you, her stride matching yours as you both headed for your cars. 

Neither of you spoke as you walked to your cars that were parked next to each other, your teammates’ loud cheers filled the silence between you effortlessly. “See you at the bar,” you sent her a playful wink as you got into your car, a small surge of confidence filling your body. 

Lauren chuckled as she got into her car, letting you leave first so she could follow you. A few of your teammates who left before you had already gotten tables and a round of drinks. You took the shot Millie offered you when you sat down, downing it quickly. You grimaced slightly as the alcohol burned your throat. The defender laughed at your reaction before she was pulled into a conversation. 

Lauren sat opposite you at the table and while she was listening to Fran, her eyes stayed on you. The forward nodded along to what your teammate was saying though every time you moved her eyes followed you. Maybe with some liquid courage, she’d be able to tell you how she felt. 

You could feel Lauren’s eyes on you as you laughed along with Erin and Millie and you had to resist the urge to lock eyes with her. If you did, you would have ended up confessing you’d been in love with her for the past year or so. You gladly took the drinks offered your way, hoping that it would distract you from the big crush you had on your best friend. 

You and Lauren seemingly matched your drinking and every time one of you had a new one, so did the other. You both giggled as you watched some of your teammates dancing along to the music that was playing. You weren’t sure how long the team had been out, but when a few of them started leaving you knew it had been a while. 

You downed the rest of your drink, sighing when you placed the glass back on the table. “I think I’m gonna head home,” you called out to whoever was listening at the table. You might have been drunk but you knew you weren’t in the condition to be driving. 

“Yeah me too,” Lauren’s voice echoed in your head as you clicked through your phone trying to find the Uber app. 

You groaned when you were unable to find it, a grumpy pout on your face as you turned your phone off. Lauren laughed softly at your defeated look before pulling her phone out to order an Uber. “You can just stay with me tonight, I live closer anyways,” the forward shrugged as she finished ordering the car. 

You nodded happily, your mood changing instantly at the thought of spending the night with your best friend. You two made your way outside after telling the team goodnight, the cool London air hitting your face the second the door opened. You shivered slightly as you two stood waiting for the Uber, the cold affecting you more than you would have thought.

Lauren laughed softly before pulling you into a hug, “C’mere,” she teased as her arms wrapped around your body. You sighed softly as her body started warming yours, your head resting on her shoulder. You two stood together for a few moments before the Uber pulled up and you whined softly when Lauren let go of you. 

You sent her a small smile when she opened the door for you, letting you scoot in first. You said a quick hello to the driver, grateful that the heat was on. Lauren was quick to follow you, closing the door behind her and letting the driver know you were all good. 

You leaned your head to rest on Lauren’s shoulder, her thigh pressed next to yours while her hand rested on her thigh, close to landing on yours. The car ride was comfortably silent as you headed to Lauren’s place, the alcohol in your system starting to make you tired. 

You thanked the driver once you had arrived, telling him goodnight as you got out of the car. You two hurried into her place, ready to be out of the cold and somewhere quieter than the bar you were at. After taking your shoes off and throwing the light jacket you were wearing off, you two dropped onto her couch. 

The silence that filled the room felt heavy, both of you thinking similar things as you stared at the blank TV in front of you. You turned your head to stare at Lauren’s side profile, your eyes scanning her features as your breathing picked up. Lauren turned her head toward you when she felt you staring, her eyes dropping to your lips quickly before her eyes met yours. 

You slid closer to her until your thighs were touching again, your foreheads almost touching as you stared at her lips. She licked them softly, watching as you mimicked her. “Can I kiss you,” you whisper, your chest heaving a bit faster than normal. 

Lauren nodded before leaning in, her lips grazing yours before pulling you into a deep kiss. She moved one of her hands to rest on your cheek to hold you in place as you both sighed into the kiss. The kiss picked up slightly, a light moan from you driving Lauren crazy as her hand moved from your cheek to your thigh.

The position you were in was becoming slightly uncomfortable so you shifted forward, moving until you were straddling her lap. You moved your hands to rest on her cheeks, her hands falling to your waist, holding you close to her. Your hips rolled as you kissed her, your sleepiness having left your body the second she kissed you.

You were too focused on her lips to realize she stood up, your legs automatically wrapping around her waist as she brought you to her bedroom. You had slept in her bed plenty of times before, but this time it would be different. Your back met her mattress softly, her body pinning you to it as she propped herself up. 

Lauren moved her lips away from yours and down your cheek to your neck, leaving light kisses on any piece of skin she could find. You moaned when her lips sucked a bit harder, a hickey sure to form in that spot later. One of her hands pushed your shirt up your body, the piece of clothing in her way. 

She pulled away from you to help you take your shirt off, throwing it to the floor to be picked up in the morning. Her hand was back on your body, running up and down your torso as her lips moved down your chest. As quickly as she took your shirt off, your bra was treated the same way. Her lips left small kisses around your bare breast, your body jerking slightly as she kissed your hardened nipples. 

Lauren pulled away from you completely as she moved off the bed, your breathing heavy as you watched her move around her room looking for something. “Take the rest of it off,” her voice was rougher than normal as she gestured to your pants. 

You listened quickly, the rest of your clothes joining your shirt and bra on the floor. You could feel how wet you were and it only grew when you finally looked at Lauren again. Your eyes dropped to the strap on in her hands, your thighs rubbing together softly as you thought about her fucking you with it.

The forward was quick to strip her clothes off, tossing them to the floor before harnessing the toy to her body. You lay back against her bed, watching as she moved to the end of it. You waited for her to tell you what to do, ready to follow her orders the moment she said them. 

“Hands and knees,” she ordered, though her tone was still soft, not wanting to make you do anything you didn’t want to do. 

You bit back a small moan as you listened, balancing yourself on your hands while you waited for her to touch you. Lauren’s eyes trailed over your body from behind as she knelt behind you. Her hands traced your body before landing on your waist, her grip tight yet soft as she held you. 

You whimpered before a raspy “please” escaped your lips. Lauren’s eyes rolled slightly at the sound of you begging her before moving one hand to line the strap on up with your dripping cunt. She thrust her hips slowly, easing the toy into you to let you get adjusted to it.

Your head dropped as you moaned louder, your hips attempting to push back against her. Lauren smirked at your eagerness, her hands keeping your hips still until she bottomed out. She pulled the strap on out of you slowly before roughly pushing it back in, a loud gasp from you echoing off her bedroom walls.

Her hips roughly snapped against yours, the last bit of softness she had left her body when you moaned her name for the first time. You gripped the cover under your hands tightly as she fucked you, the sounds of her skin hitting yours had your head spinning even more than it was. 

“L-lauren, please,” you begged as your breathing hitched when the strap on hit that familiar spot. 

Her hips moved faster, she was determined to give you one of your best orgasms ever. She leaned down to place kisses on your back before returning to her original position. You could feel the familiar coil in your lower stomach tighten each thrust and you knew you were going to cum soon. 

“You wanna cum,” she grunted from behind you, a smirk on her face as you blabbered out a response. 

“Y-yes! Please let me cum,” you whined, your arms giving out from under you as your head hit her mattress. 

Lauren drilled into you as you came with a loud, drawn-out moan. She slowed her hips slightly but kept going, helping you through your high. You whimpered at the oversensitivity, your body jerking slightly from your orgasm.

Lauren pulled the toy out of you and took it off to toss it to the floor. Her hands ran up your back softly as she helped you roll over. Your eyes were closed as you tried to catch your breath, though it was hard to accomplish with her lips leaving light kisses all over your body. 

“Fuck,” you rasped, swallowing softly as your eyes fluttered open. Lauren moved to lay next to you, propping her head up on her hand, her eyes locking with yours. She laughed softly at your exhausted expression, though she wore a similar one. 

“What about you,” you pouted, your brows furrowing as you tried to sit up. 

“Maybe in the morning, you’re exhausted, y/n/n,” she teased, her hand pushing you back onto your back.

You huffed, but you knew she was right when your eyes fluttered closed and a yawn escaped your mouth. You were going to hold her to her words, determined to treat her the way she treated you. Lauren watched as you fell asleep, this wasn’t how she imagined telling you how she felt but if it didnt happen, she wasn’t sure if she ever would.

She placed a light kiss on your forehead before helping you get comfortable, sleeping taking over both of you.

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description: lauren is fine, she is completely fine. she is definitely not dating sam kerr's younger sister. and sam kerr definitely hasn't just walked into y/n's flat with her spare key. lauren is completely fine

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lauren james x kerr!reader

disclaimer: this is all fiction remember that and have fun ;)

warnings: idk where to begin, smutttt - cunnilingus, thigh riding, fingering, slight breath play, choking, marking, fluff, swearing, cute sisterly relationships

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SMUT

MINORS DNI

18+ (At start and at end.)

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y/n's head span as she gasped, hand reaching down to clasp with Lauren's as the woman grunted into her, tongue darting in and out of y/n, nose brushing her clit as she spasmed.

"Ah, Lauren. Close." y/n gasped, hand gripping Lauren's tighter as her breathing sped up, back arching as Lauren's tongue did nothing to slow down.

Lauren moved her head, pushing her nose harsher against y/n's clit which caused a moan to escape her lips as she tensed, her stomach spasming.

"Come on." Lauren said gruffly, her tongue going back to work as y/n finally came, a cry of relief leaving from her lips as she does so.

Lauren's tongue does not completely leave y/n, instead using lazy strokes to calm the girl down from her orgasm, only once Lauren felt as if she had tasted her girlfriend enough did she come up for air.

Lauren pushed upwards, arms flexing as she came to lie next to y/n once again, leaning down to press a long kiss to her lips, her tongue sweeping through y/n's mouth.

"Taste yourself." Lauren all but grunted into her mouth. "Taste what I did to you." She continued, y/n's eyes rolled into the back of her head at the words.

The two pulled away, a lazy grin on Lauren's face at the red cheeks of y/n as she pecks her lips once more, smirking at how flustered the Australian was.

"Hmm, that's a way to wake up in the morning." y/n smiles, leaning into Lauren's shoulder who smiles and wraps an arm around her girlfriend.

"Wake you up like that anytime." Lauren shrugs and y/n grins liking the sound of it.

Just as Lauren goes to say something there is the sound of the front door opening and the two tense, both knowing that other than Lauren only one other person had a key.

"Squirt?" Sam calls out and the two spring into action.

"One sec Sammy!" y/n calls, Lauren rushing and grabbing her clothes, throwing y/n her own.

"Oh fuck." Lauren whispers.

"Oh fuck." y/n agrees quietly.

Sam Kerr, Australia's sweetheart, best striker in potentially the WSL and a ground-breaking personality in the world of Women's Football and sport as a whole.

Sam Kerr. Also known as Lauren and y/n's team-mate, mentor and y/n's older sister.

Lauren sent y/n a wide eyed look, both of them as worried and panicked at the other as Lauren slid into y/n's ensuite, y/n tugging on her joggers as she darted out of her room and shuts the door.

"Sammy!" y/n grins racing at her sister who hugs her. "What are you doing here?" y/n asks and Sam shrugs.

"Thought we could go get some breakfast." Sam says and y/n nods, knowing they had late training today.

"Of course, let me just shower." y/n smiles and Sam pauses, knowing her sister was a natural early riser.

"You slept in?" Sam asks.

"Yeah, late night, stayed up binging doctor who." y/n lies easily and Sam chuckles, rolling her eyes.

"You and that fucking show." Sam snorts and y/n lets out a small fake laugh as she moves back toward her bedroom.

y/n enters and Lauren is lent against the wall, scrolling through Instagram as y/n grabs her and drags her into the bathroom. Lauren smirks slightly as she quickly strips herself of her joggers.

y/n finally rids herself of her clothes, quickly ridding Lauren of her own as she drags her into the shower and turns it on, looking toward the bathroom door which she quickly makes sure is locked.

With the shower on and making noise y/n finally feels safe enough to let out a relieved breath as she knows Sam will have turned her X-box on to play a few FIFA games knowing her younger sister took ages to shower.

"Careful baby, your sister is in the other room." Lauren smirks teasingly and y/n glares at her.

"You ain't getting shit James." y/n warns as she washes herself clean.

"Are you sure?" Lauren asks lowly, hand squeezing at y/n's waist as she slides it down, her dull nails scraping at her hip. y/n lets out a stuttered gasp, the Australian naturally tipping her head back onto Lauren's broad shoulder.

Lauren can't help but let out a small chuckle at the power she knew she held over y/n, leaning down to press a series of light kisses down y/n's painfully unmarked neck.

Lauren's teeth pull at the skin under y/n's collarbone, both of her hands gripping at y/n's hips now, tilting her pelvis back into her as she grids lightly against her.

"Lauren." y/n warns breathily.

"What baby?" Lauren asks, grateful she had kept her braids in as she was now stood under the stream of water which would have been a pain to dry her hair from.

"Squirt?" Sam asks, the door handle coming down but the lock doing its job and stopping her entering.

"Just coming!" y/n calls quickly as she turns off the shower and steps out.

The girl wraps her hair in a towel, glaring at Lauren who was stood smugly against the shower door, eyes raking down y/n's dripping thighs which were scattered with marks.

"Since when do you lock the bathroom door?" Sam asks from the other side.

"Must have done it on reflex." y/n calls out. Not bothering too look in the mirror as she quickly moisturises her face. "I'll text you when we're gone." y/n whispers to Lauren, before pressing a peck to the woman's lips.

y/n then quickly slides from the bathroom and into her room, turning off the light as she wraps her towel around her. She could hear the FIFA game coming from the living room and rolls her eyes as she changes quickly.

y/n tugs on a top, pulling her jacket over the top of it and then grabs her bag and phone, cursing herself at the text Sam had sent her an hour ago warning her she was going to appear.

y/n then leaves her bedroom, smiling at Sam as she pulls her socks and then trainers on. Sam finishes her game and switches the TV off as y/n snorts.

"You only come here to use my games." y/n teases as Sam grabs her car keys.

"Shut up." Sam snorts as they get to the front door. y/n looks down, eyes widening at Lauren's trainers which were on the rack and she positions herself in front of them, hoping Sam hasn't noticed.

y/n follows her sister out, locking the door knowing full well Lauren would use her key once she left for training. y/n hops into Sam's car and her heart finally slows down as they pull away from her home.

y/n switches on her phone, instantly connecting to Sam's car and blaring some music out which makes Sam groan mockingly, y/n rolls her eyes and sticks her tongue out.

"Shut up." y/n snorts.

"No you." Sam counters.

"No you." y/n says back and Sam rolls her eyes.

"Annoying dickhead." Sam says and y/n chuckles as they pull up to their usual breakfast place. y/n sends a quick text to Lauren.

to lauren <3: All clear xx

from lauren: I'll see you at training x

y/n doesn't reply, knowing if she does Sam will get suspicious on who she is talking too, so she shuts her phone and follows Sam out of the car and into the cafe.

"Isn't that LJ's top?" Sam asks as y/n takes her jacket off. If y/n's heart had stopped, she wouldn't have been shocked, because that is what it felt like.

"Oh yeah, I borrowed it a few weeks ago and she said I could keep it." y/n shrugs easily and Sam's eyebrows furrow.

"I could have sworn I saw her in it the other day." She says before shrugging and looking at the menu.

"I don't know why you bother looking. You always get the same thing." y/n teases, trying to get the topic to move on.

"Shut it squirt." Sam snorts before proceeding to order the same thing with their usual waitress.

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y/n just posted on her story x2

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y/n turned up at training a lot calmer than she had been that morning. Throughout her breakfast with Sam panic was flooding her and guilt was creeping into her heart.

What she and Lauren had started was good, great even for them both, Lauren was calmer, y/n was happier, and no one knew that it was the other making them so.

But y/n and her sister had always been close, y/n had always wanted to be like Sam and while the midfielder had slightly taken a different football route, she had ended in the same place, repping Chelsea blue.

Lauren and y/n were still relatively new, only 4 almost 5 months in to being official having started seeing each other just before the beginning of the World Cup.

No one on social media suspected anything, none of their teammates seemed to notice, so they had just kept quiet when they returned and continued falling in love.

And y/n was sure that was what was happening. The 21-year-old was sure she was falling in love, if not in love with Lauren. She had never felt so seen, so understood by someone.

With Lauren she wasn't Sam Kerr's sister, she wasn't the future of Australia. She was just y/n, and it made her feel so special being looked at by Lauren.

The woman could tell if she was angry, upset, happy or nervous with a single glance, and she could calm it with nothing but a look, a glancing touch.

y/n had never been powerless, she was filled with attitude and delight, but she had never fell apart for someone as easily as she had for Lauren, she had never let anyone see her or understand her the way Lauren always had.

Training had started well, the sister duo pairing up for the pre-match games and then the group of players sunk into their usual before lunch match.

y/n was running down the wing, looking toward Erin who was trailing with her, Lauren tracked back, following her girlfriend as she tried to tackle, y/n turned, dragging the ball with her.

But Lauren knew her, knew her tricks and instead of sliding past bounced off her toes and followed left which made y/n sigh. She passed out to Erin, Lauren sending her a smirk.

y/n followed Erin down, trying to get past Lauren who manages to intercept Erin's cross out for a corner. The two teams lined up as Emma called out a warning saying this would be the last kick of the game.

y/n stood strong, her sister grinning at her due to the fact her team was currently 1 goal above Erin's and went to mark her sister, however Lauren had already covered her, easily slotting behind her girlfriend.

Sam furrows her brows for a second but then shrugs and goes to mark Johanna instead. Lauren's hand brushes y/n's back and the woman pushes her elbow back, rolling her shoulders as she watches the ball fly in.

y/n races forward, Lauren right behind her as she jumps and her head fires the ball into the corner. y/n slowly comes down, the bodies around her pushing her off balance.

Lauren quickly wraps her arms around her y/n, stabling her as she comes down by pulling y/n tight to her chest as y/n's feet finally settle on the floor.

y/n sighs out in relief, relaxing back into Lauren's chest in relief as she rests her head onto Lauren's shoulder, the two looking so natural that Millie does a double take.

"Nice catch LJ!" Emma calls out as lunch is called.

"She was a fairy." Millie teases, y/n laugh as she grins at Lauren in thanks who squeezes her waist briefly before y/n runs at Millie, jumping onto her back.

"y/n!" Emma calls waving the girl over.

"Oooh someone's in trouble." Millie teases as she drops y/n next to Emma.

"Shove off Bright." y/n laughs pushing her captain away who gasps mockingly.

"I'll have you benched for that!" Millie gasps dramatically.

"No you bloody won't." Emma warns her, before everyone trudges away and y/n follows Emma to her office where the woman sits her down. "I'll let you go to lunch in a second." Emma promises.

"It's okay." y/n promises her manager who sits on the edge of her desk.

"I just wanted to ask." Emma begins, handing y/n a water bottle she had picked up. "Does Sam know?" She asks as y/n takes a sip, instantly choking on the water in shock.

"Holy shit." y/n gasps out, swallowing her mouthful of water. "Know what?" y/n asks as Emma sends her a dry look.

"That there is something clearly going on between you and Lauren." Emma says and y/n sighs.

"Is it that obvious?" y/n asks.

"I'll take that as a no." Emma sighs. "But it isn't obvious, I just know you both too well." Emma explains and y/n sighs.

"I swear boss, I'll tell her, it won't be a big deal." y/n promises Emma who sighs and runs a hand over her face.

"If that was true, you would have done so already." Emma warns her.

y/n shoulders sink. If she was honest, she had no clue how Sam would react, she could be happy, she could be mad, she could be shocked, hurt the list was endless.

"Why haven't you told anyone?" Emma can't help but ask and y/n sighs, knowing full well someone did know.

"Technically, Lucy Bronze knows." y/n says and Emma hums, knowing y/n and Lucy were close as y/n had played at Lyon for a season and a half before making her jump to Chelsea last year.

y/n had stayed with Lucy during that time, having been taken under the defender's wing who really helped her in the time away from her older sister.

"World cup?" Emma guesses and y/n nods.

"We had kind of began just before and continued during the world cup. Lucy walked into Lauren's room one night when we actually near the same place." y/n explains.

"And the reason?" She asks.

"I see how the media just tears everyone apart. Relationships, confidence, I mean I missed that shot a few weeks back and I just got annihilated for it." y/n continues.

"But you cannot let that get to you." Emma tries and y/n sighs.

"I know, but it does Emma." y/n says angrily. "And I just know, the second anything comes out about Lauren and I..." y/n sighs trailing off.

"You have to tell the team." Emma states and y/n throws her arms up in annoyance.

"Why?" She asks.

"Because I will not risk the chemistry I have created. You can't do it, I'll bench you." Emma warns.

"Emma!" y/n calls but the woman folds her arms. "I'm scared." y/n then sighs, folding her head in your hands.

"The girl who played for Australia at 16, scored the winning goal for the champions league at 17, is scared?" Emma asks and y/n nods.

"Terrified. All the time." y/n sighs and Emma's face drops her cold mask.

"Oh kid." Emma sighs and y/n looks up at her, heart in her throat. "Do you need to talk to someone?" She asks and y/n sighs.

"I don't know." y/n admits and Emma then sighs again.

"You've got until Friday to talk to Sam. We'll forget about the rest for now, eh?" She asks y/n who nods, trying to swallow the butterflies climbing her throat.

"Okay." y/n nods. Emma claps her on the shoulder and nods to the door and y/n nods. "Cheers boss." y/n says, and they both know it was meant deeper than just one way.

"Go get some lunch." Emma orders and y/n nods, walking into the lunch room where Sam already had a plate for her, just deepening the bite of guilt.

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y/n just posted on her story x3

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y/n sat with Lauren, the two comfortably pressed together on y/n's sofa as they watched Match of the Day, both fed and showered after their day of training before the Brighton game tomorrow.

y/n had been quiet, Lauren had noticed it, her eyes were glazed over, as if she wasn't really in the moment and so Lauren pressed a kiss to her head.

"What's wrong?" Lauren asked softly.

"Emma knows." y/n says simply, her voice void of emotion as she expected Lauren to yell, to freak out.

"Okay." Lauren says calmly and y/n pauses, her stomach knotting in shock.

"What?" She asks.

"Okay." Lauren repeats calmly. "What do you want to do?" She then asks.

"We need to tell Sam." y/n says, again expecting Lauren to end it, but her grip just tightens.

"It is probably about time." Lauren agrees calmly and y/n sits up and turns to look at her.

"You're not mad? You're not going to yell? Leave?" y/n asks, her voice quiet and shocked. Lauren smiles softly, pecking y/n's nose as she sits up also, bringing the girl onto her lap.

"No baby. I'm not going to leave." Lauren promises and y/n moves her legs so she was straddling Lauren's lap.

"Why?" She asks softly and Lauren sighs.

"We've been together since May in my brain, and even if not, we made it official in September. It's now January, I think that's enough time." Lauren states and y/n smiles softly.

"Okay." y/n says with a breath of happiness.

Lauren chuckles and her hands cup y/n's jaw, bringing her in for a deep kiss which makes y/n's head spin as their lips collide, tongues infecting each other's mouths.

"I think you should speak to someone." Lauren says as they pull away. "About your anxiety, your overthinking." Lauren continues and y/n sighs.

"I know." She says softly and Lauren nods before diving back in for another kiss, ever since their first one she had found the little Australian completely addictive.

Lauren's hands chased y/n's body, running down her back, up her thighs, squeezing her waist before eventually stopping at her arse, squeezing at the skin and pushing her closer.

y/n gasped as Lauren's lips traced a pattern down her neck, the woman quickly throwing y/n's top over her heard and somewhere onto the sofa.

Lauren took y/n's nipple into her mouth, sucking harshly as y/n's back arched and Lauren's name fell from her lips in a breathy plead to continue the pleasure.

Lauren continued her actions, switching to the other breast, leaving the first nipple, red hard and painfully sucked as y/n slowly started to grind against Lauren.

The woman moved y/n to straddle her thigh so the pressure was more pleasing for the Australian and bit at y/n's nipple when she moaned at the move.

"Turn around and take these off." Lauren ordered quickly, snapping the waistband of y/n's joggers.

The woman nodded and jumped up, stripping quickly, leaving her underwear on as she lowers back onto Lauren's thigh backwards.

Lauren's hands landed on her hips, pushing y/n into a grind, at the feel y/n moaned and fell forward, hands landing on Lauren's knee to stabilise herself and she continued to ride Lauren's thigh.

Lauren stretched back, hands coming to rest behind her head as she stared at y/n's ass, thong pulling over her thigh as the wetness of y/n's arousal spilled through it.

"That's it, chase it baby." Lauren ordered lowly, hand coming to squeeze at y/n's cheek as her moans became breathier, desperately trying to push herself over that edge.

"Lauren, please." y/n begged, her whine making Lauren chuckle.

The woman pulled y/n back to her chest, one hand coming to squeeze her throat and keep her against her chest as the other held her waist stopping her grinding.

"Can't even cum without me anymore, huh?" Lauren asks, y/n whining in response. "What do you want baby? Huh?" Lauren asks.

y/n can't answer, too wound up and Lauren's hand slides from her waist and dips underneath the band of her underwear, fingers sliding through her slick folds.

"Need me here?" Lauren asks smugly when y/n jolts.

Suddenly Lauren's fingers rub at y/n's clit quickly, pushing the woman over an unexpected orgasm which Lauren continues rubbing her through it.

Only when y/n is writhing in her hold, begging for a moment does Lauren give y/n a break, her fingers sliding up her toned stomach and pushing her slick past her lips and into y/n's mouth.

Lauren abruptly stands up, y/n letting out a shocked shout as Lauren carried her to the bedroom and throws her against the bed, the girl bouncing.

"Weeee." y/n says and Lauren chuckles as she strips and slides the strap on, making sure it was harnessed properly before kneeling on the bed.

y/n leans up, pressing a kiss to Lauren's cheek before she spins them, pushing Lauren to sit against the headboard.

"Wanna ride you." y/n mutters, Lauren nodding her head dumbly as she watched y/n slowly lower herself onto the cock.

Lauren groaned out in relief, y/n's hands resting against the harness to make the pull on Lauren's clit feel better as she slowly pushed herself up and back down.

Lauren hands grabbed at her waist, pulling her closer and connected their mouths in a heated and deep kiss, moans tangling as y/n continued to push herself up and down on the cock.

As the knot built in y/n's stomach once more, she rocked while feeling full of Lauren's cock, the rocking pushing Lauren to the edge and her hand came to slap at y/n's ass.

The two gasped, cumming together as their mouths continued blending their noises together while they slowly came down, eventually parting as the room filled with slow pants and deep breaths.

y/n slowly sat off the cock, gasping slightly at the feel of her walls clenching around nothing as she laid back next to Lauren who un-clipped the harness from herself.

y/n couldn't help but smile into Lauren's bare shoulder as the two stayed tangled together in a mess of sweaty sheets. Lauren's lips were against her forehead as they caught their breath.

"I think I'm in love with you." y/n says softly and Lauren chuckles.

"I think I'm in love with you too." Lauren promises her and y/n hums.

"Oh." She says, not really expecting to hear it back. "That's good." y/n says softly. "That is really good." y/n repeats and Lauren chuckles.

"Yeah baby. It is." Lauren promises and they both smile into each other's skin.

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END of part one

[totaly-obsessed]

Lauren James Appreciation

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[mercurycft]

𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘 & 𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 — 𝐋𝐁

## lucy bronze x reader !!

Hi all! Enjoy this very very smutty imagine with jealous and top!lucy.. there's also a possibility a part 2 if people want it!? Love always.. RG x

contains: jealous!lucy , top!lucy bottom!reader, fingering, strap-on, mentions of leah williamson, teasing, dirty talk b

1,413 words.

CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE & CONTENT 18+

"Strip."

Oh dear this is bad, you thought. It had been months since you had last seen Lucy in this state. Her hair was loosely thrown over her shoulders and cascading down her back, still dressed in her outfit from the party - her white shirt now unbuttoned and exposing her bra as she stood before you.

She was fuming. Not only could you feel it rattling around the room, you could see it. A fire of rage sat heavy behind her deep eyes, jaw clenching periodically as she studied you - her chest heaving as she inhaled and exhaled. You stood like a dear caught in headlights before her, eyes wide and mouth hung slightly agape at the sight of her. You had made it through the door only having it closed for maybe 30 seconds when you heard her voice ring through the room, your shoes were barely off when you turned to follow her voice.

She had gotten home before you, leaving the after-party early and ready to call it a night. The night was still young when she had decided to leave so, you stayed. Draped across your teammates as you collectively laughed, danced and sang horribly through the DJ's playlist of old-school hits.

That was two hours ago now, and after stumbling through the door of your shared apartment as quietly as possible - you were caught.

She wasn't upset you had stayed out, it happened often between you both. She wasn't upset you were dancing on tables in a dress that fit like a glove - clinging to your curves and leaving little to the average imagination. You internally ran through the possible causes of her current situation but were stumped. Then you remembered, the way she had her eyes locked on you from her seat. Your back pressed against Leah's front, bodies swaying to the beat of the song that echoed through the place. Fuck you thought, remembering how she clenched her glass and jaw in unison at the sight of you grinding against your captain.

"Did I stutter? I said, strip." Her voice ripped you from your thoughts, eyes now meeting hers. Noticing how she admired you from across the room, eyes sweeping from your head to your toes - lingering on your chest for almost a second too long.

You remained still for a moment after she spoke, thighs pressed tightly together. Don't push her, you thought. Slowly and carefully lifting your hands to clasp the fabric of your dress, pulling it up and over your head without argument - now exposed to her.

"Bedroom." She whispered, but it wasn't weak, it was strong. A command. An order. You followed it willingly, moving towards your bedroom with her following behind slowly. She couldn't help but watch how your hips moved when you walked, eyes fixated on the way they swayed with each step.

Once you had made it, you stood next to the bed back towards her. Before you had the chance to turn around and speak she had closed the gap between you, her front was pressed against you, her hand up and twisted your hair - pulling you closer against her chest.

She seemed to tower over you, five inches feeling like a foot when the back of your head met with the hot skin of her chest. Her mouth was instantly on your neck, peppering rough and needy kisses below your ear and down the length of your shoulder. Her breath was warm, goosebumps following in her path.

Your eyes were closed tightly, licking your lips as you felt her tongue travel up towards your jaw and stop when her lips pressed against your ear. "Bend over."

You and Lucy had established a long time ago that she liked to be dominant in the bedroom, giving orders and overall giving but it was rare to see her like this. You would be lying if you said it didn't set your body on fire, hairs all standing on end and heart thumping behind its bony cage at the thought of her having her way with you.

You were bent in seconds, weight resting on your hands and head facing down between them - gathering your thoughts and shuddering a deep breath in anticipation. You were left like this for a minute or two. First, there was a shuffling behind you as she searched through the drawers beside her and then silence when she had found what she was looking for. Deep down you knew what it was and the burning in the pit of your stomach increased, sending shockwaves through your lower abdomen and down your legs at the mere thought. Lucy, however, was busy admiring you from behind - on full display for her, clearly enjoying you trying to squeeze your legs together for some form of release.

When she finally caved it was her fingers, tracing through your slick folds methodically. Collecting the wetness on her fingers and circling your sensitive clit. She always knew how to please you, using the perfect amount of pressure with the pads of her fingers. You craved her, whimpering at the feeling of her fingers on you - pushing your hips back to meet her hand, begging for more friction where you needed it most.

You could practically hear her smirk from behind you, moving her fingers to circle your entrance now. Hesitating for a moment before she pulled away completely.

"Lucy, fuck, please.." You pleaded, head lifting in a contest to her actions.

"Get on the bed, on your knees." and you did, scrambling on top of the covers and planting yourself on your knees and elbows, head down facing away from her. You could hear her shuffle again, the sound of her clothes hitting the bedroom floor and her feet navigating their way into something new making your stomach somersault.

She made you wait longer, adjusting herself on the bed behind you. Amused at the way you whined for her, tossing your weight between your knees and squirming for her. Then, you felt it. The tip of her strap caressing you gently. She was gentle, but firm with her actions. Sliding the head between your folds, coating the silicone in your slick before sitting at your entrance once more.

"What's your safeword, baby.." She whispered, breaking character momentarily. It made your heart swell in your chest, perking up to reply.

"Red."

"Good girl.." She praised lowly, pressing into you. Stretching perfectly until it sat snug between your walls. She waited a minute until she was confident you were ready, bracing her hands on your hips as she began to move.

Her thrusts were calculated. Slow and hard. You whimpered into the sheets, eyes rolling into the back of your head as she filled you perfectly. Pulling out slowly just to force herself back into you, pulling your hips back to meet her halfway. Her pace increased with your volume, moaning out as the harsh slaps resonated through the room.

You could hear her breathing, it was erratic. Low curses under her breath matched her thrusts, watching as she stretched you around her.

"You take me so well, don't you baby?" She queried, voice hoarse.

You nodded below her, scared if you tried to speak you would scream out. Though the sheets did a poor job at muffling your moans when you felt her let out a breathy laugh from behind you. Your sultry noises ignited a wildfire in her veins, her hand moving to grip your hair roughly.

"God don't stop, Luce.." You begged, mouth left agape when she grumbled.

"Could she fuck you like this?" It caught you off guard, and you shivered beneath her. "Could she? Would you let her fuck you like this? Stretching you out? hm?" You knew it was rhetorical, but shook your head furiously. Unable to speak. As if she had snipped your vocal chords and stolen them straight out of your throat.

"That's what you want huh? Do you want her to fuck you? Maybe I'll send her a message... I know you love being used." You blushed at the thought, a deep pink cascading over your face and chest. You had never thought about it before, but the images she was feeding you were filthy and they contorted your stomach as her other hand snaked down to toy with your clit. "You want us both? Want us to take turns hm?"

That was all it took for you, overwhelmed by her thrusts and the images now prominent in your mind, your first orgasm ripped through you harshly. Clenching around her strap-on and crying through the room. she didn't stop though, instead pushing your head down further into the sheets and continuing.

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This continued until you were spacey, head filled with the images she was compiling. The filthiest thoughts you can imagine, now after 3 orgasms you lay with her head between your legs. Her tongue grazed your swollen clit, lapping your juices up as you squirmed.

When she pulled away, her lips were red and her chin glistened with you. Smirking as she raised to kiss you passionately, passing your taste on.

She stroked your hair gently as she readjusted you and moved you to lay on the pillows, praising you for taking it so well when your eyes met hers and her shit-eating grin. She made sure you were comfy, kissing you softly in direct contrast to her previous actions.

She went to leave the room, off to grab water for you both and a towel. Though she only made it two steps out the door, poking her head back inside and you couldn't help but laugh when she uttered a low. "Maybe I'll give Leah a text.." fuck.

[lovinpelova]

found out | j. fleming

summary; y/n uses the wrong word and asks for a definition of said word, when her and jessie give each other a knowing look and are caught the team teases them endlessly.

🎵 the morning - the weeknd

it was no secret that you and jessie had been together for ages. fans realised this when they first stalked your friends socials for pictures of jessie at ucla before finding pictures of you and jessie, way too close to be best friends. they then found pictures of you and her kissing after a couple matches before cracking the code and spreading the news.

now at twenty-five and twenty-four, you'd been together nearly nine years and couldn't be happier. sam joked sometimes that you'd be dead before you got married but you always argued back that you were still fairly young to be fully tied down and weren't going to break up anytime soon- if you were going to break up you'd have done it more than eight years ago.

obviously you and jessie were extremely comfortable with each other in every way possible, loving her for nine years, receiving endless reassurance and adoration meant you trusted each other with everything in yourselves. especially in the bedroom, that's how you got here today.

the canadians lips scattered over your neck hungrily to produce more blood-red love bites wherever she could, her tongue running over your skin like she was a vampire starved for ten years. her left hand pinning your right one above your head with a silk blindfold laced between your fingers and her right hand endlessly moving around your thigh, pulling it to wrap around her waist alongside your other one as she began to roughly grind into you.

"love when you let me do this."

she mumbled against your collarbone, voice slightly tuned out by the string of moans she was pulling from you as your left hand clawed at her bare and muscular back. the canadian groaned in response to your nails digging into her skin and leaving a trail in their wake, flesh turning red raw like your hickeys as you threw your head back and moaned loudly at the way her muscles rippled and flexed under your touch.

"jess..."

you trailed off breathlessly, not knowing what you were calling for her to do as it was all so overwhelming you couldn't even think properly, your brain was short-circuiting and judging by the way jessie chuckled cockily in your face she knew exactly what was happening.

"yeah, baby?"

the midfielder teased, feigning innocence whilst her right hand trailed up your bare torso to massage your breasts just the way she knew you liked- you had been together close to ten years after all, what kind of a girlfriend would she be if she didn't know how to make you fall apart without even fucking you?

"need you."

you babbled mindlessly, the affects of mind-numbing pleasure only jessie could source you with already taking place as you whined and squirmed underneath her muscular body. she'd stopped moving her hips by now and she didn't want you to move yours either, so she took her hand away from your semi-clothed chest and pushed your waist down into the bed beneath you with her biceps bulging from the display of strength.

"need me to do what? where do you need me babygirl?"

you hesitated, knowing she wanted you to be filthy and vulgar with what you said next. as much as you loved jessie when she was like this, you hated extremely explicit dirty talk - only if you were saying it, jessie saying it was beyond nice - it made you feel weird saying things like that out loud.

"c'mon princess, can't make my girl feel good if i don't know what she wants can i?"

"jess- please, need you to fuck me."

"see? that's all i wanted to hear. such a good girl."

the praise made your brain go to mush, the hand that was clawing at her shoulder mindlessly pulling her closer to smash your lips onto hers desperately. whatever you could take from jessie, whatever she would give you, you were taking it. she suggested using the article of silk laced between your hands a couple years back when you decided to start exploring a less vanilla side of your sex life and it's safe to say she loves it.

whether she's blindfolded or using it on you, she adores it. the way it heightens the senses, makes touch and smell and words ten times more intense without a single clue what they're going to do next- that's what jessie loves. the cluelessness to it, the realisation that you don't know what will happen next. it makes the orgasm ten times better, especially if it's sudden.

"you sure you still wanna use this prettygirl?"

jessie mumbled against your lips, moaning into your mouth when you pulled away to bite her lip roughly, letting her know you wanted it hard and you wanted it now. jessie loved fucking you like that, especially when you were blindfolded. the noises you let out were music to her ears but with the way they'd grow impossibly louder out of shock when she'd touch you if you didn't expect it?

god, jessie fucking loved it.

you nodded eagerly with a grin on your face matching hers, letting go of her hand so she could move the silk blindfold to wrap around your eyes. she tapped your temple twice lightly in a silent request you lift your head, humming in approval when you did so and carefully tying a knot around the back.

"that okay? not too tight or too loose?"

"no, it's perfect baby."

you pressed your head back against the pillows, jessie undyingly turned on by the sight beneath her. ever since the first time you'd used a blindfold she could swear she'd never been so turned on in her life before.

the way your breathing hitched with every move she'd make or time she'd touch you, how your hands would tentatively reach out and always land on her muscular arms or toned back to ground yourself, it was nowhere near the way you reacted to her without a blindfold. obviously jessie loves having sex with you no matter what, but there was just something different about it when a blindfold was involved- don't even get her started on how much she loves being blindfolded herself.

the way you straddle her hips and mindlessly grind against her without warning, roughly pushing her head back or to the side so your lips could devour their way along her body, filthy whispers of what you wanted to do to her - or what you wanted her to do to you - making her moan louder than ever as it's all she could focus on. no sight means heightened hearing, so if you're whispering all the ways you've thought about fucking her or being fucked by her? she's a goner.

don't even get her started on the one time you restricted her hands as well. using another piece of silk to tie her wrists together against the bedframe, denying her the right to touch you as you got your own satisfaction and didn't give jessie the pleasure until she begged to touch you. (spoiler warning; when you let her out of those restraints she fucked you dumb.)

"how you feelin' baby?"

she questioned right against your ear, knowing the whispered words affected you from the breath you let out against her neck, feeling her hands wrap your legs around her waist again as she started grinding down into you at the perfect angle. jessie had been with you eight years, nearly nine, she knew exactly how to push your buttons and when to push them. right now, she was putting that to use, turning you on as much as she possibly could so she can give you the worlds best orgasm in a couple moments time.

"so turned on, jess."

you breathed out into her ear, kissing her skin afterwards and pushing your hips up into hers after you'd worked out her rhythm and immediately being rewarded by a delicious friction against your core, the canadian a bit frustrated at the way you just took that from her without asking but letting you off because of the loud moan you let out.

"good, it's gonna be worth it when i fuck you until you can't speak anymore."

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it was media day at chelsea, meaning you and jessie were going to be split up for an unnecessary amount of time the next couple hours. sure, you'd have your media buddies you'd been partnered up with but it just wasn't the same as each other, you hated media days.

you'd just finished a game of guess who with guro for the barclayswsl tiktok account and chelseawfc youtube channel, meaning you had a fifteen minute break before you and the norwegian were put back to work with another media team for another social media account. quickly heading to sit beside one of your best friends millie and seeing jessie being guided over with niamh helping her, you went to jump up and hug her before staying put next to your skipper when you saw what she was wearing.

"niamh whys she got a blindfold on?"

millie made a noise of confusion from next to you, the girl you previously addressed stopping her footsteps as jessies mouth fell open slightly from your words.

"that's not a blindfold, it's an eyemask."

millie corrected you, making your competitive nature reveal itself for a moment as you challenged her immediately, your girlfriend listening as she pulled the eyemask down to rest around her neck and niamh watching amusedly.

"what would you define a blindfold as then?"

"like, a bit of material put over your eyes. they're mainly used to kidnap people, you know the usual."

you scoffed at millies joke and turned to look at jessie, the pair of you giving each other one of those looks when you thought you weren't being watched, only realising you were being watched.

"oi! what was that look for?"

millie questioned, niamh racking her brain for any answers whilst millie had a slight idea of what you and jessie just said to each other with your eyes. you shrugged in response, thinking of something sarcastic to say.

"jessie can agree with me when i say blindfolds are subjective to context."

the blonde next to you had her straight face scrunch up in disgust for a second as you grinned cockily at her, turning to your girlfriend as she smiled sheepishly with a massive blush across her cheeks as usual.

"you two disgust me."

"what? what does she mean? what have i missed?"

niamh questioned, genuinely confused by what you'd said and drawing the attention of other teammates. guro shuffled closer, sam came over with jess and lauren arrived at some point too, putting you and jessie on the spot as soon as millie explained it to niamh.

"her and jessie have used a blindfold before."

"okay? why would they do that?"

"no, niamh. they've used a blindfold before."

the defenders expression changed from one of recognition to one of disgust, pretending to throw up as all the other girls started teasing or turning away in shock. you and jessie sat there and took the brunt of it all, knowing there was nothing you could do now that the secret was out. plus, how could you be upset? at least you were still getting some.

[pixiesfz]

I know it’s not the normal thing you write so if you don’t want to then that’s fine! But I’d love a platonic lionesses fic (or just Lucy if you’d prefer) when r is the youngest player on the team and they’re all a bit overprotective of her

love this idea of a young teen lioness!!

plot: y/n's partner breaks up with y/n right before camp

warning: them pronouns are used for partner, and crying, I'm not sure what you should call a warning (also if anyone thinks they wouldn't cry like a bitch when they get broken up with is like wrong)

You stared at your phone as your tears dropped down on the text message that now clouded your brain.

You were sixteen you shouldn't expect your first relationship to be your one and only.

But you loved them.

You read the message again.

'It's really not working y/n'

'I think it's best if we break up'

'I can't deal with this anymore'

You wiped away the tears on your face. Long distance was hard and you were leaving every now and then for your soccer career, you thought they would supported you and they did at first.

Then you stopped ringing each other every night, you were sometimes late to their messages because of training and you even saw on your other friends stories of them at parties talking to other girls.

You tried to convince yourself it wasn't going to happen.

But now it has.

The doorbell went off causing you to jump and drop your phone on the floor "fuck, shit fuck" you grunted out as it hit your foot.

You remembered that Ella and Alessia had decided to pick you up to drive you to camp that day.

You quickly wiped the tears off your face and took a deep breath as the doorbell rang again and Ella's voice could be heard.

"Y/N! for god sakes are you deaf!"

It almost brought a smile to your face before you grabbed your suitcase and walked out of your room and to the front door and opened it.

Alessia was about to ring the doorbell again until you opened the door. "Finally" Ella yelled as you looked down and played with your air pod case.

"I uhm- yeah sorry I was on a call with mum" you said with a soft voice as you were already walking towards the car trying not to make eye contact with any of the girls who thankfully didn't think anything of it.

You were quiet the whole ride which weirded the two girls out usually, you would be talking their ears off and you would all sing along to some Disney song.

Even when you had arrived you quickly hurried off with a quick 'thanks' and went to get changed.

"Somethings off" Alessia said once you were out of earshot "no shit sherlock" Ella replied before they ushered over to Lucy and Keira who had also just arrived.

"Why's the little one running?" Lucy asked as she watched you with furrowed brows "somethings up she didn't talk the entire ride" Alessia explained and Keira's mouth dropped "your kidding" she said and then looked at the doors you had just walked through with worry.

You were in the rooms tying up your shoes when Leah and Beth walked in "hey chicken" Beth smiled and you nodded "Hey Beth" you relied softly, still with your head between your legs.

Leah looked at you weirdly before they walked through the rooms again and collected everyone to start training.

You weren't doing well, even when you first walked onto the pitch you looked into the empty stands where you once ran up to see your ex and hug them after a game-winning goal.

You opted to tell someone but you shook it off, you were just sixteen relationships aren't important and they definitely wouldn't care about it much.

But the more you battled your brain about it the more you kept on stuffing up weather it was a dribble, a tackle or a shot at goal.

It was Mary who noticed first "y/n you good?" she asked as you missed another shot "yeah" you replied as you fought away the tears that tried to slip out just by the goalkeeper asking about your feelings.

She nodded before looking at Leah who shot her brows at her.

You kept on trying to kick some goals and missing or taking easy shots and Mary caught them with ease. You knew what was wrong but you didn't think it would impact your playing skills.

It frustrated you and all the girls were sharing looks about your 'skills'.

When training finished you stayed on the pitch and watched as they all went in, leaving you alone.

You grabbed a ball harshly from the sideline and took it to the penalty line and kicked it.

miss.

kicked it again,

miss.

then again,

post.

You were growing so frustrated as tears now ran down your cheeks and you swore loudly at yourself. You walked up to the ball one more time to grab it but your hand stopped once you reached it as you thought about the texts once more this morning and you let out a choked sob.

You hadn't given yourself time to really cry yet and now it finally caught up to you.

You didn't know that some of the team hadn't left yet as they were worried about you but watched from the top.

"She was funny before training" Alessia explained to Leah who had her hands crossed whilst she watched you try and kick penalties "She didn't look at me at all when I said hi" Beth piped up and Leah tilted her head "She never misses" she muttered.

Lucy noticed the frustration growing on your face "Do you think something happened at home?" she wondered quietly before the girls looked back at her and took it in.

You weren't aware of their eyes on you as you dropped to the floor with the ball and kicked it as hard as you could near the goals which hit the net.

"fuck off" you cried out with your annoyance at the accidental goal and you rolled up your long sleeve to your palms and put them to your face which you cried into.

It wasn't anyone's fault it didn't work out, you tried to tell yourself but you didn't believe it.

You left to pursue soccer, you left them behind.

They were your first love and you're the reason they left.

You were too focused on your own thoughts to hear Lucy running over to you and you were too tired to pry away her arms which were picking you up.

"y/n/n" she said as she turned you around but you found yourself hugging the older girl in comfort. Keira came in next her heart dropping at the sight of you hugging Lucy in tears.

"Y/n what's wrong?" Lucy asked softly as she looked down at you, you sniffed and looked up "they broke up with me this morning" you said and watched Lucy's reaction.

She breathed in before hugging you tighter "it's going to be fine y/n, you'll get through this" she said before Keira beckoned the other girls to come over "we will help you get through this" she said before nodding her head at the girls which were now on the pitch walking towards you.

You let go of Lucy to look at the Lionesses who where worried about you.

"I'm sorry I was shit today at training" you apologized to Leah who scoffed "Oh shut up we only care about if you're okay" she told you and hugged you as well.

"I do have one question though" Lucy said from behind you "what?" you asked

"Can I find them and beat them up?"

"Lucy!" Keira said and smacked her arm which you laughed at.

"Thanks, guys," you said with a smile that wasn't fake, you couldn't believe you lucked out with a team like this.

[eimids]

Rise and shine

Lionesses x reader

reader is hungover and has to go to a team bonding night.

warnings: none, bit teasing

"Y/l/n, get up" It was Lucy who called your name.

"Noooo..." You whined back.

You had been partying the day before and now you had a hangover. You weren't supposed to drink that much but your friend kept ordering more and more. It was bad, you wanted to throw up and just crawl under your blankets, where you already were. You had forgotten the team night you had that day with your teammates.

"Get up or I'm gonna get Leah" Lucy stated.

"Don't you dare" You kept whining.

"Leeaahhh" Lucy started yelling.

"Fine I'm up, I'm up. Please just stop yelling" You groaned as the light hit your eyes. It was too loud and too bright for your tired form.

"You have twenty minutes to look presentable and shower, I expect you to be downstairs after those twenty minutes" Lucy said and left. You could hear her laughing as you groaned in agony.

You slowly just got up and went to pee. You popped some painkillers in your mouth and took a nice warm shower. You stayed there much longer than you should've. It has already been twenty minutes and this time it wasn't Lucy knocking on your door. It was Niamh and Leah.

"Y/l/n, open up the door" It was Leah who yelled.

"I need few more minutes and then I'm ready" You yelled back.

Niamh and Leah had to practically drag you out of your room and to the team room. It was just a nice night together as teammates, there were games, food and music. It was all too loud.

"Oh there is our little party animal!" This time it was Ella who was yelling. She wasn't know for being quiet.

You just groaned and found a place on the couch between Lotte and Mary. Mary said something along the lines "stop bullying her" but you didn't really listen. You, and your precious water bottle, were snuggled to Mary's side.

The whole team laughed at you a bit before continuing their business. You just clung to Mary and listened her, Lotte and Lauren talk about movies. It was nice, there were people around you but didn't push you to actually make an effort.

At some point you got hungry and got up. Lucy and Leah were at the table sitting and looking something on Leah's phone.

"Oh rise and shine to you" Leah laughed.

You were confused. "You fell asleep there for a moment, I got some amazing pictures of you" She explained.

Then they proceeded to show you the most awful photo of you that there is. You had your mouth open, drool dropping onto Mary's shoulder. You eyes were closed which suggested that you had in fact fallen asleep.

"DELETE THAT" Was what you yelled. You wanted to be angry at the pair and couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh absolutely not, this is my new favorite picture in this world" Leah said back to you.

You were a bit embarrassed when the whole team was once again laughing to you.This time you found your way to Lucy's neck and buried your head there.

You loved your teammates but they really could be a pain in the ass.

[pitchsidestories]

The Bitch is back II Lucy Bronze x Reader

a/n: based off this request.

"I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch, oh, the bitch is back Stone-cold sober, as a matter of fact I can bitch, I can bitch 'cause I'm better than you It's the way that I move, the things that I do, oh-oh-oh."

~ Elton John, The Bitch Is Back

barcelona women masterlist I word count: 1591

You always knew that your professional tennis career would be filled with ups and downs, with periods of injuries and streaks of unbeatability.

You knew you worked hard, harder than most other competitors. So it didn’t feel fair when your lowest low came; your knockout in the Olympic Games 2020 before you had a chance to take a medal home with you. Your memory of this game was very blurry.

All you really remember of this day were the tears and your girlfriends strong arms around you. Your eyes were red and swollen from crying so much when you plainly stated; “Lucy… I failed.“

“You didn’t fail, you lost. Those are two very different things.“, she had answered while trying to wipe away some of your tears with her thumbs.

You tried to push out her hug, annoyed; “Oh, and that makes it so much better?“ But Lucy had never let go, “Yes, it does.“ “Why?“ “You will get it when you get over the pain.“

Then you remembered finally losing your tenseness and sinking deeper into her hug. New hot tears were welling in your eyes; “But it hurts so much right now… Maybe I should end it here, let the younger tennis players take over.“

“And then?“, Lucy had asked.

“I don’t know. Giving up seems like the easiest way to stop the pain…“

She had determinedly shaken her head, “You’re not done yet.“ “I need to think about it…“, was all you said because it was the last thing you wanted to talk about, you wanted to get out of the conversation as soon as possible.

You just needed her to hold you. And Lucy could feel that; “Take your time before you make that decision.“ “Alright.“

With a serious face the male tv journalist was turning to the expert who was watching the game with him: “Do you think it was the last time we saw her at the Olympics? She said she’ll think about it in her post-match interview?”

“Yes, I think that’s it for her. She’s at the peak of her career. It’s only reasonable to stop playing now.”

“Don’t worry for everyone who’s watching now we’ll keep you updated on that but for now we’re heading to swimming where the next medals want to be won.”, he continued, the smile returning to his face.

Those men thought you were done but you knew better, their sureness about you giving up only fuelled your passion to keep going and try again next time.

The gold medal was in reach, closer than ever and knowing this motivated you the upcoming years.

Something you and your girlfriend had in common was the mindset of always wanting to win.

2024 The Olympics in Paris

“Will you be watching my tennis match later, Luce?”, you asked the defender.

Of course Lucy knew how important this half final was to you, so she reassured you with her reply: “ Sure. I might be a bit late. I’m coming straight from training. But I’ll watch.”

“Thank you.”

Knowing the football player will be watching made the pressure on your chest felt a little lighter.

Shaking her head softly, Lucy said: “It*s nothing.”

“Who knows, we both might end in the Olympics final of two different sports.”, you winked through the video call with your girlfriend.

A warm laugh escaped from the defender’s lips: “Who knows. Everything’s possible at this point.”

“See you afterwards.”, you told her after looking at the time.

A huge grin was appearing on the Barcelona player’s face as she answered:“ See you.”

While you were warming up for your match, your girlfriend was just ending her training session with her team. She took a quick shower and started to get dressed. With a glance towards the clock in their dressing room, Leah reminded her; “Luce, you got to hurry up to see your girl play the match of her career!“ “Yeah, I know.“, Lucy replied calmly, slipping into her shoes. Millie watched her in disbelief; “Then what are you waiting for?“ “Yeah, I’m basically running.“, she laughed and grabbed her bag. Before she could leave the dressing room, Jordan kept up with her; “Wait, we’re coming with you to support your girlfriend.“ “Alright, but we have to hurry now.“ Lauren James nodded obediently; “Let’s go!“

Your match was just starting when the football players reached their seats. After the first serves, Leah bent over to Lucy; “She will win it this time, Lucy.“ “You don’t know that yet.“, she shook her head, never taking her eyes off you.

Lucy watched most of your match in silence. She was too tense, hoping and wishing that this game will end in your favour and that all the hard work will finally pay off.

Again, it was Leah who spoke as soon as the last ball hit your opponents side of the court, sealing your win. “I told you so!“, she yelled at Lucy, genuinely happy. Clapping and cheering erupted from the football players.

The excitement that Lucy felt deep in her chest for you, didn’t reach her face yet, so she just stood up to leave her seat; “Excuse me, girls.“

When you saw her standing there, right between your dressing room and the court, you couldn’t stop yourself from running into her arms; “Lucy!“ “You made it!“, she finally smiled. Now that she had realized what just happened, her face could barely contain her pride and happiness.

“Yes, and you were right, I’m not done yet.”, you whispered excitedly into her ear.

Beaming the defender stroke one wild string of your hair back: “I know you! I knew there was more to come for you.”

“I’d never have been here on the way to the final if you, my coach and family did not believe in me.”, you confessed, heart still pounding loudly in your ear.

Determined Lucy shook her head: “No. This is your win.”

You knew you were required to answer some questions, so you quickly kissed your girlfriend goodbye for now before heading to your media duties: “Sorry, I got to go and give a few interviews.”

The football player knew this all too well because she was an professional athlete aswell, that’s why she released you from your hug even though Lucy would have preferred to hold you a little longer: “I’ll meet you afterwards.”

Confidently you faced the press: “Well you did not see the last of me and you all were so convinced I’d never come back but here I’m.”

“I guess we were wrong about that.”, one journalist shouted back.

A bit less cocky you announced: “So I’m ready to answer you guys’ question.”

“How does it feel?”, a female reporter asked.

Your eyes looked dreamy while you replied: “It feels amazing. I always dreamed of being in the Olympics final and I still can’t believe that this dream is coming true.”

“You’ve been waiting for this for four years now. Your opponent was the favourite in these Olympics. Does it make this win even better?”

You waited a moment to gather your thoughts before you told the journalist: “It kind of does, especially because she’s currently the number one in the world and I really admire her talent. So yes, it makes this win taste even better. And the fact that my loved ones were here to watch this means the world to me.”  

“We saw a few of the lioness’s watch. Including your girlfriend. She must be very proud.”, one of them remarked, with a mischievous smile on her lips.

“Yes, I think Lucy is quite proud. Actually, she’s very impatiently waiting behind the cameras for me to be done so we can celebrate my win together.”

For a moment you could see your girlfriend grinning about the comment you made in front of the press, Lucy was not known for her patience.

The journalist opposite you couldn’t contain a smile; “In that case, we won’t keep you any longer. Congratulations on that win again and best of luck to the lionesses for their game tomorrow as well.“ “Oh, don’t worry. Lucy will do anything to win the upcoming games with her teammates. Good night to you all. See you after the final. Hopefully smiling again.“

With a confident smile, you left your place in front of the press and were immediately greeted by Lucys hug. She carefully kissed the top of your head with as grin; “Hey.“

“Hey.“, you smiled back.

Clearly amused, she raised her eyebrows; “Advertising for our game after your own win?“

“Of course. And I’ll be there cheering for you girls in the stands too.“, you laughed. “That’s real sportsmanship.“ You nodded; “As it should be! Girls support girls.“ “What about girlfriends supporting girlfriends?“, Lucy asked with a smirk on her lips.

For a second you grimaced, “I guess they know that you’re my girlfriend now… Hope you don’t mind that.“ You could feel your cheeks flush, but Lucy calmly shook her head; “I don’t. We never made it a secret anyway. And now I can do that.“ Before you knew what she was talking about, she pulled you closer and passionately pressed her lips on yours.

You laughed into the kiss; “You could not wait for this, huh?“ “No.“ “Lucky for you, me neither.“ Lucy took that as a signal to take your hand and nod in the direction of the exit; “Want to leave? And celebrate your win?“ “Yes, please.“, you replied as you let her drag you along. “Let’s go then.“

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parents of the team (Lucy Bronze x Reader)

(not my gif)

you and Lucy were the team parents and that was that. being the eldest on the national team now that both Ellen and Jill had retired the crown was given to you unofficially.

you and Lucy had been together 6 years and married one, you were two peas in a pod and you never got fed up with each other. with you being in a relationship and being the senior players the younger players that were coming in the team and even the players that had been in the national team for a while advice and affection when they felt lost.

this roll that was unofficially yours and Lucys was big now that the world cup was right around the corner and because more players where seeking advice about it the media started to click on as the girls talked about the two of you highly and it always put a smile on your faces and now with the fans you where the team mum.

it was travel day or days to go to Australia, everyone was packed and ready, you was sat with some of the girls talking to them and lucy was jut being Lucy as you could imagine doing anything but what she was supposed to be doing.

as it was getting closer to setting off from the hotel, bags were collected and you walked outside to see Lucy talking to the media, you walked over and put your arms around her and made an appearance to the camera.

"here is the other half of the dynamic duo that we all love how are you Y/N" they asked.

"I'm great a bit nervous but good," you said.

"you not the best flyer," she asked.

"no not at all" you said.

"so it will be Lucy's job to help the others," she said.

"so everyone has caught on to the team mum thing but yes i get a day of from being a parent" you said.

"yeah right I won't be able to talk to them because you won't let me leave your side," Lucy said calling me out on my flying habits.

"you love it," you said.

after some other girls came over the both of you walked slowly away and walked onto the coach and sat next to each other and you put your legs on top of hers.

"hey I love you," Lucy said.

"I love you more," you said.

"not possible," she said and started to kiss you but before either of you could think to deepen the kiss there were numerous of ewwws yelled and you pulled away to see Rachel and Millie covering Esmes and Katie's eyes.

"really come on guys your adults," Lucy said.

"you shouldn't be kissing in front of your children you might scar them," Rachel said dramatically causing you to roll your eyes at their childish behaviour.

"please your more of a child them they are" Lucy said.

"children behave" you said and they all gave you a look.

"what your all bad as each other and we have to fly to Australia today so behave you can argue when we have finished travelling," you said sturnnly like an actual mother but no the less they listened.

[queen-of-reptiles]

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description: don't annoy lauren james, she'll make you pay one way or another. definitely don't annoy lauren james by knocking out her girlfriend, because then she'll score five goals against you and set up another two

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lauren james x female reader

disclaimer: this is all fiction! Do not take any of this seriously.

warnings: a few swear words, playing against t*ttenh*m, minor injury - concussion, sorry Ashleigh Neville!

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y/n had always adored playing for Chelsea, playing for Emma. Chelsea were her childhood team and now she played for them, running down the wing and keeping the game alive.

Better than that, she played with her girlfriend of two years, the two having met and pretty much instantly becoming a power couple in the football world.

While the two hadn't confirmed anything, everyone had pretty much guessed and pieced together and they had never denied anything. Snippets of them ended up over TikTok.

Lauren's hand on her low back as they celebrate, y/n jumping on her when she scored her hat-trick, the two arriving and leaving together, y/n in Lauren's hoodie.

Of course the team knew, they had been a big part in getting the two together so knew the ins and outs of their favourite relationship, making sure that if they posted photos with the two a bit too close in the background that they were okay with it. They always were.

Currently, y/n was sat in Lauren's lap, listening to Emma's pep talk, the manager not even mentioning the way y/n was sat as she knew it wouldn't mean anything to the two.

Today's game was against Tottenham, and y/n had woken up with a sick feeling in her stomach. Like something was going to happen, but she pushed it down and hoped for the best.

The group all cheered as Emma finished, everyone standing up as they leave to get to the tunnel. y/n and Lauren hang back, doing their handshake with either hand before sharing a quick peck.

"Be safe out there." y/n warns Lauren.

"You too baby." Lauren tells her and she nods as they move to the tunnel, Millie sending y/n a knowing smile.

Stamford Bridge was alive with cheers as they walked out, a sea of blue, cheers and screams echoed as the teams lined up, the captain's shaking hands.

y/n shared a smile with Lauren as the Chelsea team huddled, Millie talking them through the first 45 minutes. Their arms were over each other's shoulder, though Lauren let her hand run down y/n's back slightly, equalling an elbow to her side.

The group depart, moving into their places as they wait for the whistle which blows, Bethany England, Lauren and y/n's England teammate starting off the game.

Barely ten minutes in and Lauren's jaw was tensed, her teeth clenched together in annoyance as her lover hit the floor for at least the third time.

Ashleigh Neville happened to be marking y/n today, and the woman was hardly playing fair. Lauren helped y/n up for the third time, the two setting up for the free kick.

Lauren's hand falls to y/n's waist, as if she was checking her girlfriend was okay, which she was. Then Lauren lined up to send the cross in and y/n moved into the box.

Lauren fired the ball in, y/n jumping to try and hit it with her head. As she does, Ashleigh Neville pushes her in the back, y/n goes tumbling down, her head managing to clip the ball into the net as her body sprawls out on the grass.

"Ow." y/n whines, Lauren getting to her and crouching next to her.

"You okay?" The referee asks, checking on the fallen player who nods as Lauren helps her up.

"I'm gonna kill her." Lauren says simply and y/n looks over at her as Millie pats her back.

"Don't you dare." y/n warns her as play gets going again.

y/n runs down the wing quickly, watching Bethany carefully as she times her tackle, sliding onto one knee briefly to pass the ball out to Erin who fires it forward to Lauren.

Seeing the fact Lauren was being surrounded, y/n pushed herself up and sprinted down the field, trying to create a switch up play between her and her girlfriend as she recieved the ball.

y/n went to pass it on when studs found her ankle, the girl shouting in shock as she rolled onto the ground. Lauren stopped her run as the whistle blew, charging over.

"Mills." y/n warned, her captain having been nearest to help her up. Millie realised what she was warning and turned, quickly taking Lauren's shoulders and pushing her away.

Sam replaced Millie, holding out her hands so y/n could take them and put some pressure on her ankle. Once realising she was okay, y/n nodded in thanks to Sam.

"You okay squirt?" Sam asks her.

"It's not me I'm worried about." y/n warns her as she and Sam look over to Millie and Lauren who were protesting at the ref for lack of a card.

"Uh oh." Sam says as Ashleigh rolls her eyes behind the ref and Lauren tenses.

"Yeah, uh oh." y/n agrees, scurrying over and grabbing Lauren's arm, pulling her away. "Calm down." y/n warned Lauren.

"That was such a dangerous tackle." Lauren scoffs.

"Leave it." y/n repeats. "I'm fine, just show Ashleigh what happens when they touch your girl." She adds and Lauren can't help but chuckle.

The free kick was just outside the box, Sam and y/n stepping away as they proudly watched Lauren fire it around the wall and into the goal, the net shaking as Ashleigh groaned.

As y/n turned she saw Lauren smirk smugly at Ashleigh and y/n cleared her throat, finding the action rather attractive to Sam's disgust.

"Keep it in your pants squirt." Sam snorts and y/n mockingly shoves her as they reset.

It took a total of three minutes for Ashleigh to cause trouble again. y/n understood, her team were 2-0 up against the Tottenham side in twenty minutes, but couldn't she leave her alone?

y/n was running down the wing when Ashleigh tugged her back. y/n groaned but turned, kicking the ball off Ashleigh and out for a corner, she looked toward the ref but the woman hadn't seen the tug.

They set up for the corner, Lauren placing herself behind her lover to protect her from the shoving in the box. Lauren's hands were comfortably on y/n's waist, their bodies pressed against each other tightly.

In that moment, Lauren was worrying about protecting y/n from the slightly enthusiastically violent Ashleigh Neville, she couldn't give less of a damn what media coverage it would gain.

The ball was kicked and the box moved, Lauren tried to stay close to y/n but watched as Ashleigh came shoulder to shoulder with y/n, and then the woman's arms came out and pushed, unfortunately wrestling y/n away from the ball. And into the goal post.

y/n's body hit the ground as Lauren let out a shout to stop the game, the referee listening for once and carding Ashleigh with a red, for the arms used to throw y/n against the post.

Lauren however was focussed on the fact y/n was not yet awake, the medics now around her as Lauren stayed next to her, hand in hand as the medics worked around Lauren.

y/n woke up with a groan, only out for a minute, but she had a bruise already forming across her head. y/n squeezed Lauren's hand and looked over at her.

"And I thought running into Millie hurt." y/n groaned and the medics chuckled, asking her if she wanted to be stretchered off. y/n denied, asking if she could be allowed to at least walk off.

"You've got a concussion, though it isn't a major one. Somehow." Their medic said almost confused.

"I'm a tough thing." y/n replies as she wraps her arm around Lauren's shoulder, the girl helping her up and the wrapping her arm around her lover's waist.

"This is gonna have TikTok going crazy." The medic chuckles and Lauren hums.

"I don't care, just make sure you take care of my girl yeah?" She asks them as y/n gets to Emma, a medic taking Lauren's place who with a stern look from Emma runs back to place for Guro's penalty.

"Made a hell of a bruise already." Emma comments, tilting y/n's head up, chuckling as y/n grinned brightly. "Nothing can dampen your spirits, ay squirt?" Emma asks her.

y/n shrugs and is helped down to the medical room where they begin their usual check, y/n too dizzy to pay attention to the noise outside.

Lauren was the cause of the noise, with five minutes to go of the normal first half and at least ten minutes of added time, her head had ducked and her shoulders tensed.

She glared at Ashleigh Neville from across the pitch as the reset, now 3-0 up from Guro's penalty. The whistle blew and Bethany England passed back to Grace Clinton.

Grace quickly had the ball stolen from her feet as Lauren raced through the players and hammered the ball into the net. Emma cheered, hands shooting up in victory.

Lauren assisted another goal and, on of Sam's and the Australian ten assisted Lauren's second goal since y/n had been taken off. The two strikers shared a grin as the whistle blew, 6-0 up at half time.

Lauren listened to Emma's pep-talk with jumpy feet, the woman finishing finally and allowing her to go see y/n, Lauren practically sprinting down the corridor.

Lauren opened the door to the medical room to find y/n doing some sudoku. An icepack held on her head with her other hand. Lauren chuckled which caused y/n to grin.

"Baby!" y/n smiled, opening her arms.

"Hi gorgeous." Lauren said, bringing y/n into her arms and pressing a kiss to her hair. Her eyes pushing down to the crutch and now supported ankle of y/n with furrowed brows.

"It's a sprain, from the earlier tackle, I was no help with running on it, but couldn't quite feel it." y/n explains, Lauren taking over holding her icepack.

"How long you out for?" Lauren asks worriedly.

"Two weeks, three at most." y/n reassures as a medic comes in saying they had let Emma know and that she was okay to go back to the dug out.

"Coat." Lauren hums, pulling y/n up and taking her own coat off wrapping it around y/n.

"They're going to notice the number." y/n warns, there being a number '10' sewn into the Chelsea coat on the left chest piece. It wasn't very big, but y/n was sure they would notice it.

Also the fact the coat was nearly eight inches too long for her and engulfed her body. But it was so warm, and smelt like Lauren so y/n didn't care if anyone saw.

Lauren walked slowly with y/ n who was giggling away with the crutches in hand, and before she could get outside, Lauren tugged the girl back.

"Come 'ere." Lauren hummed, pulling y/n into her chest, pressing their lips together. Lauren licked at y/n's lip, pushing her tongue past her lips so she could sweep her mouth with her tongue.

y/n was slightly shocked at the kiss and as Lauren pulled away, a smug smile on her face as she pecked at y/n's lips once more, the girl felt as if she could of fainted.

"You alright guys?" A voice asks and the two turn to see Bethany England stood with a smirk on her face, already knowing about their relationship due to the fact she was on the England team.

"Hey Beth." y/n said sheepishly.

"Maybe don't make out in the corridor guys." Bethany chuckles and y/n rolls her eyes at her jokingly before she goes out to the dug-out, Emma clapping her on the back as she moved to sit down.

Fran and Ann grinned at her, both out today due to slight injuries. Fran threw the blanket over y/n who sighed in the warmth as she placed her crutches down.

The three chatted away, waiting for the second half to start which it did, with another Lauren goal. y/n looked over to Emma in shock the woman just chuckling.

Lauren scored another four minutes after, assisting another one for Sam after another seven. Emma leaned over to the shocked y/n who was confused about where this type of Lauren had come from.

"She warning them." Emma explains and y/n looks up at the scoreboard and the names underneath hers.

James 20'

Reiten 41'

James 44'

Kerr 45 + 3'

James 45 + 9'

James 46'

James 50'

Kerr 57'

"Warning them about what?" y/n asks Emma who chuckles.

"What happens when the touch you." Emma tells her, as she gestures Mia Fishel to warm up, just as Lauren gets sixth of the game. As soon as the time hits seventy minutes, Lauren is take off for Mia, the girl panting as Emma claps her on the back.

"I should get y/n knocked out every week." Emma teases and Lauren shakes her head.

"Don't you dare." She denies as she climbs over a row, sitting next to y/n who quickly rips Lauren's coat from herself and wraps Lauren in it.

"Where did that come from?" y/n asks the girl in shock, Lauren shrugging as she swung an arm over y/n's shoulders pulling her into her chest. "They'll see." y/n warns, settling her head into Lauren's shoulder.

"Let them. I don't care." Lauren says simply.

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twitter/X

username1: 10 - 0 ??!! TEN MOTHER FUCKING GOALS

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username2: SIX FROM LAUREN JAMES SIX??? SHE SCORED MORE GOALS IN THIS GAME THAN SOME STRIKERS HAVE SCORED ALL SEASON 😰😰

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username3: it is truly mental - six goals and two assists. 😶😶

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username4: they knocked her girlfriend out so she sat them down and gave a masterclass in football.

username5: has anyone got any of the videos of Lauren and y/n today ???? 😩

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username6: @y/n.james.is.key has a thread!

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username5: THANK YOU!!! 🥺🥺

y/n.james.is.key:

Here are all of the cute things which happened today between Lauren and y/n while on pitch - links attached are the videos curtesy of @wosocouplesproof !!

1) OKAY - first lets talk about every time Neville tackled y/n LAUREN WAS GETTING SO MAD - like when y/n went down the third time in like two minutes - Lauren THREW HER ARMS UP AND YELLED

2) The foul before the y/n goal, Lauren helped her up and then held her waist - like the hold was so natural and tight, she so forgot where she was lmao

3) The ankle tackle and Lauren going mental? Then y/n grabbing her arm and calming her down - also bonus if you saw Lauren's smirk after her goal and y/n look down BLUSHING - SAM THEN TEASED HER ABOUT IT OMG

4) When y/n and Lauren were preparing for a corner and Lauren 'protected' y/n by legit having her pressed into her chest, Lauren's hands were on her waist guys, holding! - istg I don't know how much more I can take

5) And then when y/n went down ( i was so scared omg) Lauren being right there and helping her off pitch, only to say (or at least we think) 'take care of my girl?!!!!!'

6) then Lauren just showing Tottenham why you don't hurt y/n unless you want to lose oh idk 10-0.

7) thennn y/n coming in in LAUREN'S COAT after half time and crutches - but we have been updated ly chelsea admin get well soon queen!

8) Then Lauren scoring again, and again, and again, and assisting Sam again and again. And THEN coming off the pitch to sit and cuddle with y/n

so yeah they are so together and all these videos make me want to cry cause these two are so cute omd! 😭😭

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y/n chuckled as she finished reading the tweet, her head on Lauren's shoulder as the girl traced patterns into y/n's bare shoulder, the two had hanged into more relaxed clothes as they got home, the two of them in sports bras and joggers as they sat and watched 'Big Mouth'.

The Chelsea groupchat had been going crazy - videos of Lauren's goals and the two of them together being sent in and laughed at people enjoying their win and evening.

"My superstar." y/n hummed, pressing a kiss against Lauren's neck lovingly. "Played so well today baby." y/n continues, leaning up to peck at the corner of Lauren's lips.

"Hmm, only because they hurt my girl." Lauren denies, leaning down to press a long kiss to y/n's lips, their tongues meeting, y/n grins into the kiss, giggling as they pulled away.

"Hmm, think Emma will try and get me hurt every week if that is the response." y/n says softly.

Lauren huffs, pulling y/n onto her lap and squeezing her waist tightly as y/n laughs, settling her back against Lauren's chest, the girl leans down and pecking kisses against y/n's cheek.

"Emma tries to do that, I'll kick her ass." Lauren states and y/n laughs.

"You can't do that to our manager." y/n laughs and Lauren chuckles, smiling softly at the sound of y/n's laugh.

"Then I'll get Reece to do it." Lauren says simply and y/n laughs again, turning slightly in Lauren's lap so she was buried into her neck.

"Okay." y/n hums, closing her eyes as Lauren ran a hand down her back.

"I was really worried today." Lauren says softly. "When you hit the ground. Jesus, fucking hell. I could have knocked Neville out." She continues.

"But you didn't, and well done for that." y/n says, pressing her lips against Lauren's neck in an innocent kiss.

"You sure your ankle is okay?" Lauren asked, hand running over the booted ankle in worry.

"Fine baby. Stop worrying." y/n says and Lauren hums, sitting back and slouching. "I love you Lauren." y/n tells her.

"Love you too baby." Lauren promises her. "What do you think about not being so careful?" She then asks, wanting to get the question out before it burnt up inside of her.

"I think, I better hope they notice your name when I wear it next game." y/n grins and Lauren chuckles, tilting her head down to press a kiss to y/n's lips.

"Gonna be the hottest WAG." Lauren says with a wolfish grin.

"Shut up." y/n laughs but grins when Lauren pulls her closer.

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Surprise part two on its way!

[single-travel-paper]

https://mary-614.suduso.com.cn/jm/aiRq1fQ

[kerrslvr]

NSFW ALPHABET MASTERLIST

... you know i had to do it

beth england nsfw alphabet

sam kerr nsfw alphabet

lauren james nsfw alphabet

teagan micah nsfw alphabet

mary earps nsfw alphabet

lucy bronze nsfw alphabet

[totaly-obsessed]

Welcome to 'woso appreciation' where @alotofpockets and I simp over woso players, and then share our favourites with you in the form of an appreciation post. Enjoy :)

Leah Williamson - Arsenal pt. 2 Alessia Russo - Arsenal pt. 2 Lotte Wubben-Moy - Arsenal Beth Mead - Arsenal Teyah Goldie - Arsenal Lauren James - Chelsea Niamh Charles - Chelsea Millie Bright - Chelsea Jess Carter - Chelsea Ella Toone - Manchester United Mary Earps - Manchester United Millie Turner - Manchester United Maya Le Tissier - Manchester United Katie Zelem - Manchester United Grace Clinton -  Tottenham Hotspurs pt. 2 Beth England - Tottenham Hotspurs pt. 2 Lucy Bronze - Barça Keira Walsh - Barça Georgia Stanway - Bayern Jordan Nobbs - Aston Villa Rachel Daly - Aston Villa Ellie Roebuck - Manchester City Esme Morgan - Manchester City Lauren Hemp - Manchester City Chloe Kelly - Manchester City Jess Park - Manchester City

Katrina Gorry - West Ham United Mackenzie Arnold - West Ham United Kyra Cooney-Cross - Arsenal Steph Catley - Arsenal Caitlin Foord - Arsenal Sam Kerr - Chelsea Hayley Raso - Real Madrid Alanna Kennedy - Manchester City Ellie Carpenter - Olympic Lyon Charlotte Grant - Tottenham Hotspurs

Ona Batlle - Barça Mapi Leon - Barça Alexia Putellas - Barça pt. 2 Aitana Bonmatí - Barça Patri Guijaro - Barça Cata Coll - Barça Jana Fernández - Barça Bruna Vilamala - Barça Claudia Pina - Barça Vicky López - Barça Jennifer Hermoso - Tigres Femenil Misa Rodríguez - Real Madrid Leila Ouahabi - Manchester City Laia Codina - Arsenal

Fridolina Rolfö - Barça pt. 2 Zećira Mušović - Chelsea Amanda Ilestedt - Arsenal Stina Blackstenius - Arsenal pt. 2 Magdalena Eriksson - Bayern

Daniëlle van de Donk - Olympique Lyon Victoria Pelova - Arsenal Vivianne Miedema - Arsenal pt. 2 Kerstin Casparij - Manchester City Jill Roord - Manchester City Daphne van Domselaar - Aston Villa Jackie Groenen - Paris Saint-Germain Wieke Kaptein - FC Twente Esmee Brugts - Barça

Lena Oberdorf - Wolfsburg Jule Brand - Wolfsburg Laura Freigang - Frankfurt Sara Doorsoun - Frankfurt Sydney Lohmann - Bayern Klara Bühl - Bayern Giulia Gwinn - Bayern Lea Schüller - Bayern

Feli Rauch - North Carolina Courage

Tobin Heath pt. 2 Heather O'Reilly Sam Mewis Mia Fishel - Chelsea Kelley O’Hara - NJ/NY Gotham Alex Morgan - San Diego Wave Trinity Rodman - Washington Spirit Christen Press - Angel City FC Emily Fox - Arsenal Kristie Mewis - West Ham United Mallory Swanson - Chicago Red Stars Alyssa Naeher - Chicago Red Stars

Find them Here! (Masterlist has gotten too beefy)

[mercurycft]

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒 — 𝐋𝐁

## lucy bronze x reader!

Hello everyone! I’ve been working on this idea for a little while.. its definitely not my best work but i really liked writing this! Enjoy! Love always- RG! x

part 1 of 2! read part two here 2,603 words - this part is mostly build-up!

MATURE CONTENT & LANGUAGE WARNING 18+

The final stretch of the last training session before a break was always the worst, ending with all the girls heaving and sweaty as they piled back into the team changing room. It was Friday, and plans for the evening were already being finalised by the time you entered the room and made your way to your usual spot. Tucked away into the corner, happy to sit down and take off your boots before you heard your name hollered from within the fuss of conversation.

"Oi! Y/L/N, drinks at 8. You get no input or choice..." The voice belonged to Mary and was followed by a hound of laughs from around the room. Drinks were never your go-to, much preferring a takeaway and crap tv in the comfort of your own home. The girls knew this, so instead of asking - they would tell. You knew better than to fight it, laughing with them and nodding before throwing the group a sarcastic double thumbs-up as you placed your boots into your kit bag.

"I'll be there, Pre-drinks at Tooney's I'm guessing?" That was always the plan, meet at Ella's and either walk or get an Uber to wherever the group had decided to spend the remainder of the night. Your question was met with a couple 'obviously's and 'you know it's from the girls, who had now dispersed around the room and started packing their belongings away. You were packed up first, as per usual, and were sat chatting as everyone finished changing. Once everyone had grabbed what they needed and conversations were stalling to a halt, everyone made their collective way through the hall and out towards the front of the building. You, Ella and Alessia led the way, arms linked and phones in hand, already discussing the 'dress code' for the evening.

By the time you had finally made it home, battling through the usual city traffic it was nearing 4pm and all plans for an unrushed evening of preparing were out the window - so after dumping your bag in the kitchen you headed straight for the shower.

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The next two hours were spent rushing around your bedroom and flat, drying and styling your hair before applying your usual 'going out' makeup. Next came the clothes and after 6 failed attempts at outfits you had created in your head and two stressed glasses of whatever wine you had in the fridge, you settled on wide-leg jeans and a strapless bodysuit paired with a pair of comfy heels which gave you an extra couple of inches. After packing the essentials into the ridiculously small-seeming bag you had chosen and grabbing a jacket, you were finally ready to head out the door.

The journey to Ella's house wasn't long, 10 minutes at most, and the weather was in your favour - the sun starting to set and a gentle chill creeping through your clothes just as you had arrived at her front door. Holding a bottle of cheap wine close to your side, you rang the bell and waited, soon to be greeted by Alessia and ushered inside - music was already blaring from the kitchen where a few of the girls loitered. Ella grabbed the bottle from your grasp, pouring you a generous glass and placing the remainder into her fridge. "You look fit, mate!" She exclaimed as she turned back to you and passed your drink.

"Oh stop it, look at you Tooney." You said, holding your hand out towards her and feigning a dramatic gasp, you both fell into a burst of soft laughter and moved to join the rest of the group. You said your hello's, exchanging genuine compliments and stationed yourself by the sink, bringing the glass to your lips as the doorbell chimed through the house.

"Fucking hell, Luce! Didn't want to leave the rest of us a chance to pull then?" Ella squealed exasperatedly, throwing her hands up in fake annoyance and stomping back into the kitchen. You straightened up at the mention of the older right-back, taking another sip of your drink as she emerged into the room and said her hello's.

By the time she made it to you, you were sure you could draw her from memory. Watching her closely as she worked her way across the room - you noticed how the white shirt she wore was clinging to her arms and chest in all the right places, tucked neatly into a pair of slack-like trousers which sat loosely around her ankles to reveal a pair of crisp airforce. Before you could react she was in front of you, pulling you in with a gentle hand on the back and a warm smile, giving you a friendly cheek-to-cheek kiss and hug then pulling away and moving back into the centre of the room and retrieving her own drink.

She looked good and she was well aware, which made it so much harder to look away. Having to try your hardest to remind yourself of where you are and who she was. Her glasses sat on the bridge of her nose, with her hair pulled back into her usual bun. You had always found her attractive - how could you not? She looked as if she had been carved by the Gods themselves, with smooth olive skin and muscles that put everyone else to shame.

You had always gotten along well, laughing and joking across the pitch during training. Sometimes meeting her eyes for a moment too long during conversations or humouring the lingering touches when you brushed past each other in social settings. Though nothing had ever come of it, that didn't mean you didn't enjoy the warmth of her hands on the small of your back or the way you seemed to fall into her eyes and stumble on your words when she would catch you off guard and today was no exception. You couldn't help but watch her as she worked the room, engaging in conversations.

When the last of the girls had arrived, the house was buzzing with the type of giddy excitement only alcohol could provide - everyone was a few drinks down now and it wasn't long before you were sat in a taxi heading into town.

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10pm rolled around and the drinks were flowing, empty glasses scattered across the table which a few of the girls sat around. Some were stood at the bar, ordering the next round and a few more occupied a section of the dancefloor. You, however, found yourself perched on a bar stool with a drink in hand, ear forward as Lucy told you a story about one of her former teammates. Trying your hardest to pay attention, but too focused on how close together you were.

You could feel her breath on your ear as she tried to speak over the music that rattled through the room. Her hand was placed just above your knee for leverage as she leaned over you and it was all you could think about. The smell of her perfume flooded your senses, disorientating the logical side of your brain which tried to scream through the cloud of subtle arousal that sat heavy behind your eyes. 'This is so unprofessional!' you were aware and you knew deep down this could ruin you - but the sweet smell of her skin was intoxicating.

Your train of thought was interrupted as your eyes refocused, grounding you back into the moment. Realising she now stood away from your ear, instead looking at you with raised eyebrows and a slight smirk across her lips. shit. caught red-handed. You stiffened when she leaned back towards your ear, "Am I boring you Y/L/N? Did you even hear what I said?" You hadn't. but she wasn't asking, she was taunting.

She watched you struggle for an answer, pure amusement plastered across her face. Putting you out of your misery she leant back in, this time pushing you further into your pit. Lips pressed cautiously against your lobe, "Strike one, darlin'." She muttered and you were sure you could feel her smirk against your ear before she departed entirely and you lost her in the crowd of bodies around you. strikes? what strikes? You wondered silently to yourself, bringing your drink to your lips as your eyes scanned the dark room but she was already gone.

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An hour later you found yourself on the dancefloor surrounded by your friends, who were all individually butchering an Amy Winehouse classic. As the song wrapped up to an end, you were pulled into a loose group hug - maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was just the love you felt in that moment, but you couldn't explain the warmth that coursed through your veins as you looked at your people.

Before long a new song began, a low beat bounced off the walls and wrapped around the bodies on the floor. You didn't know the song but remained with the girls, swaying to the beat and laughing at some of their horrific dance moves. As the song hit the chorus you and Mary gravitated towards each other, dancing and laughing as you stood in front of her and attempted an awful twerk and grind move to the beat with her hands placed firmly on your hips. Both of you played into your roles, spilling your drinks as you did so and adding to the already sticky floor.

It wasn't unusual for the team to dance like this and it was very rarely serious when one of you was pressed back up against another, but today it felt different. One specific set of deep eyes stayed locked on your movements as Lucy watched from the opposite side of the group, tongue rolling along the inside of her teeth when you finally made eye contact from your compromising position. Through the darkness you could see her lips moving; she was talking - or at least mouthing something towards you. You couldn't connect the dots until she lifted her hand in front of her, showing you two fingers. "Two strikes."

What would happen at three? And why were you excited to find out?

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It was nearing 11 now and you stood at the bar, almost too close to a woman you had just met - sipping the fruity drink she had ordered you. Normally you would think twice about talking to someone at a bar, but tonight’s circumstances made it a thrilling game and you couldn’t wait to play. You knew she was watching, feeling her eyes bore into the back of your head but paying little attention while you focused on the task at hand. Lucy was standing a few feet behind you, between Ella and Leah who were trying to talk over the music. Lucy wasn’t interested though, her attention fixed on you and your new friend. Gripping her drink so tight she was sure it might shatter as she watched you lift a sly hand up and rest it on the stranger's shoulder. Lucy couldn’t pinpoint the feeling, internally confused at the sudden jealousy that burned deep in the pits of her stomach. Just as you were starting to think she had lost interest, a body was pressed to the side of you, pushing a wedge between yourself and the woman whose name you couldn’t even remember.

The game was no longer fun when Lucy ushered you around the room to say your goodbyes, excusing you both from the function. A few of the girls started to protest but she was quick to respond with “Y/N’s not feeling 100%, said I’d make sure she got home okay.” And that was enough for them. She held you close as you walked out into the street, whispering a small but steady “Third and final.” as she pulled you into a waiting taxi.

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The pair of you didn't even make it through the front door before she pounced, your key still in the lock when she had you pinned between her frame and the door. Her hands sat heavy on your hips, eyes locked on yours. "God, you've been drivin' me mental all night.." she groaned, scanning your features.

"Do something about it then," You pushed. This was new but unbelievably exciting, you had never seen her like this. Before you could speak again her lips were on yours. Rough and urgent, like she was scared someone would rip you right out of her grip. "Inside," You managed to mumble against her lips, unlocking the door and pulling her inside - not wasting any more time to attach your lips together again.

This time was different, a rage of hunger alight in the depths of your stomach. Your hands sat on the nape of her neck, lacing through the small amount of hair that had fallen from her bun throughout the night. Her hands couldn't settle, exploring your figure and fisting at the fabric that separated skin from skin. Somehow during this you had travelled through the hall and were now fighting through your bedroom door, shoes and jackets kicked off and discarded around the flat - highlighting your erratic path.

Once inside the safety of your bedroom, things seemed to slow. The initial hunger and speed now dimmed into lust. Yearning. She pressed rough but calculated kisses down your jaw, lingering below your ear for a moment before moving across your collarbones. The feeling made you shudder, holding her head in your hands.

She had you stripped in minutes, now pulled tightly against her in your underwear. "Jesus Christ Y/L/N are you trying to kill me here?" She murmured, thumb caressing the lace across your chest, tracing the shapes for a second before her eyes met yours. A moment passed and you were growing impatient, inhaling deeply when the pad of her thumb found your nipple through the thin fabric and circled gently. You could tell she was enjoying this, watching you shift your weight from side to side as she slowly broke you down.

"On the bed." You were quick to obey, laying down in front of her - on display. She made her way towards you, situating herself above you and lifting your legs to bend and sit beside her hips. She kissed you deeply, hands latched onto your thighs. The world seemed to melt away around you and all you could think about was the throbbing between your legs.

"Need you," You managed to croak out, hands pulling at the fabric of her trousers - desperate for some form of friction. She let out a cocky scoff from above you.

"I'm not sure you deserve it, love. Haven't been behaving, have you?" She spoke rhetorically, tutting and raising her hand to toy with your bottom lip. "And only good girls get rewarded.." She added lowly as her hand travelled down from your face, tugging at your bra and moving to take your nipple into her mouth. You let out a small moan when you felt the warmth of her mouth on you, legs constricting around her and your back arching into her touch.

You writhed beneath her as she moved between left and right, her hand now finding its way to your underwear. She had two fingers pressed against your clit through the fabric, letting out a soft hum against you when she felt your arousal through the barrier. "Got you all wet for me, hm?"

"Please," You whimpered, lifting your hips up towards her hand. Desperate for some relief for the ache, eyes glassed over with desire.

"Begging for it already and I'm only just getting started. What a shame.."

[daydreamingleclerc]

something special about june // lauren james au

in which, lauren and her housemate-turned-girlfriend sports journalist come out on instagram during pride month 🤍

includes; slight sexual content, swearing, wlw content !

this is something v different for me! but i’ve been so in my lauren feels lately i cannot help myself. who knows. i might even write something to deepen this AU further! inspired by this article about jess carter and ann-katerin berger! enjoy xx

DISCLAIMER: i am in no way shape or form suggesting that lauren is bisexual or gay by posting this. this is simply just a form of fiction and i do not mean any harm. pictures were found on instagram and pinterest and all rights are to their original owners.

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yn✔️

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yn say cheese 😁😚❤️

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samanthakerr20 yn this is the gayest jumper i’ve ever seen

yn took notes from you clearly x

laurennjjames ❤️😚

yn 🥰❤️

ldnpride oh my god are you two…

yn lauren’s wearing a leather jacket and i’m wearing a jumper straight out of 1946 do the math x

laurennjjames ✔️

ibiza, spain

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laurennjjames winning on and off the pitch, clearly 😍

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yn i’d like to point out i got my hair done at the hotel hair salon

yn just incase ppl are confused by my hair change midway through this dump

laurennjjames i’m more concerned about the amount of people thirsting over your arse

yn don’t post it then u silly sausage

kmewis19 yn is packing in that first pic

yn do you like it 😼

yn ✔️

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yn wonder if we’ve beaten the just friends allegations now x

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laurennjjames lesbian!

yn i know u are but what am i x

laurennjjames a glorified bisexual 🤨

lew.mount put some clothes on

yn don’t tell me what to do

benchilwell you guys are NEVER going to beat the just friends allegations 🤣🤣

yn we could release a sex tape and we still wouldn’t beat the just friends allegations

reecejames how do i burn my eyes 😃

bethanyengland4 you two are so cute🥹

yn thanks bethy ❤️

laurennjjames✔️

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laurennjjames i remember when she thought she was straight until she saw me in a towel.. happy birthday to my favourite cougar ❤️

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yn cougar?! i’m 2 years older than you watch ur mouth LJ.

laurennjjames yeah babe that makes you a cougar 🤨

yn love you really 🫶🏼

laurennjjames love you too foxy lady

samanthakerr20 funny how loz and i are thé youngest ones in our relationships yet we’re the ones you answer to🤨 happy birthday yn 🤣🔥

kmewis19 you’re so evil

yn that was so uncalled for samantha sleep with one eye open tonight.

chelseawfc HBD yn 😋💙

reecejames happy birthday yn 🥂💙

yn✔️

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yn lauren cant answer ur call rn cause she’s busy reecejames

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reecejames how do i bleach my eyeballs

reecejames no ew wtf i can’t look at this

kmewis19 you two are the WORST

yn nothing wrong with a lil PDA 🫶🏼

amberrosegill stealing this pose for me and jen

yn ur welcome x

laurennjjames ✔️

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laurennjjames life lately 📸(ft the missus)

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yn wow

yn that first pic 🥰👍🏼😍🔥

yn seriously you make me so 🥰🥹

yn god.

laurennjjames okay love don’t embarrass yourself x

yn can i just say the difference in my rack compared to lauren’s is very very amusing to me

laurennjjames i love your rack

yn i 🫶🏼 ur ironing board too ig

samanthakerr20 🔥🔥

mbrighty04 fashion is unmatched

yn ✔️

lake como, italy

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yn the one where the lesbians went to italy and got kicked out of an art gallery for snogging

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laurennjjames why’d you have to post the pic of you in the green dress 🤤🤤🤩

yn bc i love it when you get all mushy

laurennjjames i don’t think mushy is the word you’re looking for 😍😼

samanthakerr20 is that…. yn in JEANS?!?!

yn it was a one off and it’s never going to happen again.

[pixiesfz]

Once again on my knees requesting a follow up where frat Jessie goes to see the reader working their shift at the bar to flirt and distract them while they’re working

I did think of this and I was like hmmm I'm not sure but you have convinced me. so here is frat boy Jessie part 2

plot: it's been a week since the college party and three days since your dinner date with jessie and now you have a shift at your club for bartending

warnings: suggestive, ass grabbing, homophobia (idk if I'll do smut cause not sure if I'm comfortable writing it yet but we'll see) I'm back, yeah a little bit of smut. kinda public, reader went commando today

You looked at yourself in the changing room of your work, your shorts were so short you felt your ass peeking out and your bum bag was almost longer than them. It was saint Patrick's day so your work had decided to change up the uniform for the day, instead of the usual black attire you sported green sparkly shorts with matching dark green fishnets and a whit singlet that was cut in the middle with a four-leaf clover on your left boob.

Let's also mention the leprechaun hat you sported with your hair in two plaits.

You saw another co-worker walk in to start their shift when they stopped and looked at you "that's what we're wearing tonight?" she asked with a smirk "at least it's better than Halloween" you shrugged before making sure you had a pen and paper in your bum bag.

You don't usually work weekends but you had a week off volleyball and your best friend Morgan asked if you could somehow be out of the dorm so she could spend time with her boyfriend, you agreed and now you were hear reading the recipe for a 'lucky charm' cocktail that was only on for the night.

It was a busier night than usual, boys from your school coming in to hang out, some of them noticed you but didn't comment, others were too drunk to notice.

It wasn't until 10 that someone started some trouble.

"Hey little lady" a mans voice popped up from behind you as you rolled your eyes but turned around with a fake smile, he looked about 50 "what can I get you sir" you said "Can I get you" he smirked and you had to stop yourself from laughing "unfortunately us workers aren't up for sale, can I offer you something else," you said, pointing at the menu

You had been through this many times before.

"what about some money would that change your mind?"

"She said no you fucking pervert!" a voice called out to him, a voice that you had become familiar with.

"Is that so, cause she was smiling at me-"

"It's called service with a smile, not an invitation to get into my pants" you cut him off "now fuck off before I call security" you said before you looked at Jessie who was to busy looking at you already.

"You fucking lesbians always think you have control over us men" the man grumbled and you laughed "Josh!" you yelled out to your security man who walked over.

"Is there a problem?" he asked and you watched the man cowardly walk away as you pointed at Jessie to join you at the other side of the bar.

"Wow," she stated "What?" you asked "I'm not sure what's hotter right now that outfit or how you shut that fucker up" She smiled.

"How'd you know I was working?" you asked as you dried beer bottles, "Morgan told me" "Of course she did" you laughed "You glad I'm here?" Jessie asked you as you blushed "I think the way I'm seeing you stare at my ass whenever I turn around gives me the impression that you're very happy to be here"

"I will say I am enjoying the view" she said with a smirk.

A customer came in and you excused yourself to take his order as Jessie watched you from her seat, her grip on her glass tightning when she saw his stare on you.

When you returned you looked at Jessie "Hey your knuckles are white, I don't want to clean a broken glass tonight" you joked as her grip loosened "do all the customers look at you like that?" Jessie asked with a stern face.

"Jealousy is not a good look on you Fleming" you teased "Ha Ha" she fake laughed "What time do you finish?" she asked "An hour but I have a designated 'toilet break' in about 15 minutes," you said and her eyes brightened.

"So I can get you alone in a bathroom whilst you are in that outfit?" Jessie smiled like the cherished cat as you took away her drink "Not with your breath smelling like beer"

"that wasn't a no"

"You are distracting me at my work" you told her and she looked proud "Do I distract you y/n" she whispered going closer to you which made your cheeks redden.

"Y/n!" your boss's voice called out "Yeah" you replied "Toilet break Kenz will take over," he said before disappearing into his office again.

You placed your bum bag down behind the counter before walking past the bar and looking back at Jessie "you coming?" you asked with a small smirk and the soccer player scrambled off her seat to follow you.

When you walked back into the changing room you showed Jessie your little wardrobe "This is hot" she admitted as she looked at some of the outfits "You should see valentines day" you snorted at yourself as you watched her scavenge for it.

"Jessie" you called out to her as she just nodded her head, looking through your work clothes "Jessie" you called again as you sat on the couch behind the curtain "what?" she asked looking down at you.

She couldn't help her eyes for going straight to your cleavage as you looked up at her "Are you going to kiss me or what?"

"Oh fuck yeah I'm going to kiss you" Jessie whispered out to herself before joining you on the couch and grabbing your waist to sit on top of her.

Your bare legs rubbing against her jeans as her hands found a comfortable place on your ass is what made her smile "I knew coming here would be a great idea" she smiled "I'm in heaven" she joked as you looked behind you "wait" you told her as you got up

"Nooooo, don't stop heaven"

"I'm just closing the curtain so nobody see's us"

"let them see" Jessie shrugged "so they can know what's going to be mine"

"I think a few more dates until that happens Fleming," you said as you closed the curtain "but I do like your forwardness "Yeah?" Jessie questioned with a smirk and you couldn't help but fold at her words "Oh yeah, I'm free real estate at the moment until proven otherwise" you teased.

This made something in Jessies stomach turn "come here" she ordered as you sat back down on her lap "free real estate huh?" she questioned and you nodded, You felt her grasp on your ass tighter, leaving marks before looking at you and kissing you.

It didn't start slowly like it did at the end of your first date, no this time it was harsher and you loved it, from seeing Jessie so jealous from one look of a guy you wanted to test the waters.

And test it you did as you felt one of Jessie's hands pull you closer to her and create friction which you moaned quitely at giving Jessie dominance at the kiss "Do it again" she ordered before sloppily kissing down your neck "What again?" you asked and she rocked your body up and down her again, creating more friction.

You did as she said and grinded against her without her help as her nails dug into your ass with her denim grinding against your thin layers you couldn't help your quiet moans from coming out your mouth.

"Just like that" Jessie said as she nibbled at your neck, you reached your head back at the action as yo found yourself riding on the girls jeans quicker as you grew hotter and hotter.

"Jessie" you breathed out into her ear "Yeah baby" she says "Touch me" you mutter "Touch you where?" she asked and you buried your neck into her shoulder "down there" you mumbled

"be more specific baby" she teased you as you groaned, she gripped your ass so tight that you couldn't move anymore, you couldn't stand it, you wanted her.

"fuck Jessie" you muttered "What was that?" she asked as she gave you another hint of friction "Touch my pussy Jessie" you told her which she smiled at

"Only cause you asked so nicely" she smirked and you wished you had the power to humble her a bit, but right now you liked it as she placed you down on the couch and spread your legs apart for you.

You held eye contact the entire time as she lowered onto her knee's "you sure?" she asked and you nodded. You didn't even care that you were at your workplace any more, you just wanted Jessie.

You still held eye contact as she rolled your shorts down only to reveal you wore no panties which she raised her brows at "I don't like having undie line" you defended yourself as you watched Jessie try and figure out what to do with your fishnets, with no thought she ripped them from the middle and out, giving her easy access.

You felt the cool air hit you as you rolled your head back "Patience" Jessie laughed before leaning up and kissing you again but she kissed from your lips to your stomach and now a soft kiss to your clit that made a moan escape your lips, she smiled at your reaction before licking your folds slowly

"I know you said patience Jessie but we don't have a lot of time" you reminded her as she smiled at you "Okay"

You gripped onto the edge of the couch in pleasure before she entered a finger inside of you whilst licking at your clit "Oh fuck me" you muttered out as you felt Jessie smile against your clit as she added a second finger.

You felt yourself growing closer and closer as Jessie sped up "Jessie" you moaned out as you reached out your hand to grab her pony tail. She felt you clench around her fingers as she lifted her head up "you gonna cum?" she asked as you nodded

"I'm gonna cum Jessie" you moaned as continued to somehow go faster "Then cum for me" she ordered as you rolled your head back and let go, Jessie slowed down as she let you ride out your high before taking her fingers out and sucking them herself and then pointing them to you "suck them," she said before you did.

"kiss me" you told the soccer girl who came up to you and pulled you in by your chin to kiss her, you could taste yourself on her lips which you loved.

"Y/n toilet break over!" Kenzie yelled out from the door "yep be there in a sec just getting changed!" you answered back as you and Jessie tried not to laugh "If that was ten seconds earlier she would've heard you moaning out my name, did I make you feel good?" she asked and you nodded, grabbing your shorts from the floor.

"You wait here till my shift ends and I'll make you feel good too" you promised her with a kiss on the lips "I'll be waiting" Jessie smiled as she watched you open the curtain and walk out the room, Jessie quickly slapping your ass as you walked by.

"Jessie!"