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[robertadhiksp]

Buku Baru: "Membangun MRT: Pengalaman Kepemimpinan William Sabandar"

Buku “Membangun MRT, Pengalaman Kepemimpinan William Sabandar” memuat catatan pengalaman William Sabandar ketika memimpin PT MRT Jakarta, dari membereskan pembebasan lahan sampai membangun konstruksi tepat waktu dan mengoperasikan fase ke-1. MRT telah menciptakan peradaban baru dan memperkenalkan kultur transportasi publik tepat waktu, bersih, nyaman, aman, saling menghargai, peduli terhadap…

[sekilasberitaolahraga]

Inter Milan Dan Juventus Bergabung Dalam Perlombaan Untuk Target Manchester United Yang Tersedia Dengan Status Bebas Transfer

SekilasBeritaOlahraga – Raksasa Serie A Inter Milan dan Juventus dilaporkan telah memasuki perlombaan untuk merekrut striker Prancis Marcus Thuram, yang juga menjadi subjek minat transfer dari Manchester United. Penyerang berusia 25 tahun itu akan menjadi agen bebas musim panas ini ketika kontraknya dengan Borussia Mönchengladbach berakhir. Ketersediaan pemain Prancis yang akan datang di pasar…

[thinkwinwincom]

Comentaristas de EPL en NBC: del 30 de diciembre al 5 de enero

Comentaristas de EPL en NBC: del 30 de diciembre al 5 de enero

Los partidos de la Premier League de este fin de semana caen a finales de año. En 2022, el Manchester City volvió a ganar la Premier League, los estadounidenses comenzaron a comprar clubes de la Premier League por diversión y llegaron algunos grandes jugadores. Es decir, Erling Haaland ha convertido la Premier League en su corte personal. ¿Qué puede traer el 2023? Bueno, si la primera parte de la…

[taasgirl]

popstar - jude bellingham

summary: y/n is in her popstar era and has a fan in the form of madrid's starboy

SMAU!

liked by pedri, oliviarodrigo, beabadoobee, and 32, 726 others ynusername working hard or hardly working?

badbunny YAYAYA my baby come home soon

leahwilliamson Gorgeous girl x

user60293 WHEN WORLDS COLLIDE

user60132 I already know the amy winehouse influence will be insane

ynusername oh you know it

liked by blonded, lukehemmings, sabrinacarpenter, and 41, 736 others ynusername oh italy

user60383 WHAT A SHOW

littlesimz we have to link up someday

blonded Girls will go to Italy once and come back alt

ynusername go record some music christopher

judebellingham very european

user21293 WHY IS Y/N FRIENDS WITH SO MANY FOOTBALLERS?

liked by user56230, phoebebridgers, calumhood, and 44, 492 others ynusername sorry for the spam but EUROPE!?!?!?!

kevinabstract ur so cool i wish i was u

sabrinacarpenter AAAAAAAAHHHH

judebellingham Sparkly

ynusername still need tix ? user02931 I CANT I CANT I CANT I CANT

liked by pablogavi. ynusername, vinijr, and 672, 729 others pedri 🌴🏆😝

ansufati ❤️

ynusername pepiiiii

user60219 HOW MANY FOOTBALLERS DOES Y/N KNOW???

ynusername too many 😒

user49320 y/n really catching all the footballers like their stones

liked by judebellingham, lukehemmings, oliviarodrigo, and 56, 832 others ynusername madrid may have the best fans shhhh

user98273 MADRID GIRLIES RISE!!!

judebellingham What a show ⭐ liked by ynusername

user44392 WHAT THE FUUUUUUCK

pedri Come to Barca and we'll show you the best fans

ynusername nah i'm good

liked by ynusername, vinijr, philfoden, and 5, 873, 923 others judebellingham Recent ☀️

vinijr 🔥🔥

user09273 that looks a whole lot like a y/n concert...

user63882 Tell me why I have the exact same photo but at a dif angle... jude we see u

jobebellingham Much better weather than birmingham tbf

ynusername what a pretty concert!

judebellingham What a pretty girl!

liked by oliviarodrigo, judebellingham, pedri, and 109, 726 others ynusername spain + digi camera = heaven

user25309 GAGGED

user78201 this is literally the hottest couple of all time

sabrinacarpenter digi never disappoints

user90123 I NEED the timeline of their relationship omfg

judebellingham this is cute

user05316 Bro is down so bad that he turned off caps-lock

liked by casemiro, ynusername, edermilitao, and 7, 983, 022 others judebellingham When your girl is so pretty, all you can do is stare. Happy one year anniversary baby, I love you too much to keep it a secret.

ynusername aww thank you judey 💘

judebellingham Hi baby

user89302 how the actual fuck did no one know about this???

user92634 'i love you too much to keep it a secret' OKAYYY

leahwilliamson thank god, I don't have to keep this a secret anymore

user66539 CONFIRMED! hottest couple of all time

hehe let me know if you guys liked this! SAY SOMETHING IS COMING SOON I PROMISE!!

[glossyblue]

Birthday or new beginning

glossyblue: a new part for birthday boy🫶🏻🩶 hope you enjoy, feedback is very appreciated.💌

summary: You and Jude almost broke up and because of the situation you were in, you didn't say anything to anyone at the moment and you had to go to his birthday party and pretend that nothing happened.

pairing: jude bellingham × reader

now playing: Heat Waves by Glass Animals

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As you walk into Jude's elaborate birthday party, you can't help but feel a pang of nostalgia mixed with a twinge of sadness. You and Jude had been inseparable just a few months ago, a couple that everyone envied. Now, as you stand there clutching a hastily wrapped gift, you can't help but feel out of place. You scan the room, noticing the familiar faces of Jude's friends and teammates. You see his smile light up as he greets them, a smile that once was reserved just for you. You take a deep breath, steeling yourself before you approach him.

'Happy birthday, Jude,' you manage to say, handing him the gift. He looks surprised to see you, but quickly masks it with a smile. 'Thanks, you didn't have to bring anything,' he says, his fingers brushing against yours as he takes the gift. You swallow hard, remembering the way those fingers used to intertwine with yours. 'I wanted to,' you reply, your voice barely above a whisper. He nods, and you stand there awkwardly for a moment before he excuses himself to greet more guests.

You spend the rest of the evening pretending to have a good time, laughing at jokes you don't find funny and making small talk with people you barely know.

Clara said with a mocking and meaningful expression: 'Are you okay? Do you have a problem with Jude?' You were shocked and didn't know what to answer, you said very quietly 'No... we don't have a problem... everything is fine', you could hardly stop your voice from shaking. Clara laughed as if she knew exactly what happened between you 'But he said something else about you last night when he was drunk,' she said with a grin. At that moment, you felt that your heart stopped beating and you were trying to breathe, all the questions were in your mind: Where was Jude last night? Was he drunk in front of Clara? What did Jude say about you? Did he get into a relationship while you just broke up? And ...You were confused, Suddenly a hand wrapped around your neck, jobe! He smiled at you and turned to face the rest of the girls 'Hey girls, it's nothing, you don't have to worry about my brother and his girlfriend, who can pass up such a beautiful woman?' He winked at you. With his help, you could get out of that suffocating situation.

All the while, you can't help but steal glances at Jude, who seems to be enjoying himself thoroughly with his friends. As the night wears on and the party begins to wind down, you find yourself standing outside alone, looking up at the night sky.

You hear footsteps behind you and turn to see Jude standing there. 'I didn't think you'd come,' he says, his voice barely audible over the sound of the music still playing inside. 'I didn't think I would either,' you reply, suddenly feeling vulnerable. He looks at you, his eyes searching yours, and for a moment you think he might lean in to kiss you. But then he takes a step back, breaking the spell. 'I'm glad you did,' he says, his voice soft. 'I've missed you.' You stand there, not knowing what to say.

You took a deep breath! You didn't know whether to ask him a question or not! But you should have asked him tonight 'Jude, I want to...ask you something...' Jude looked into your eyes and said with a small smile: 'Sure.' You are very calm and while trying to hold back your anger: 'Clara' you tried to make yourself to look at the view in front of you so that you could talk more easily. Very quickly, without thinking, you said: 'Clara said something that last night when you were drunk, you talk about me, I want to ask what you said?What were you doing in front of Clara last night? were you drunk? Are you in a relationship with her? your girlfriend? Did you forget me so quickly? 'You cleared your throat and continued: 'Ok, I agree, everything in our relationship was not as it should be, but because of our beautiful moments, couldn't you remember me more? Am I worthless to you? Do you like her?' You were trying to get fresh air into your throat because of the pain and fast talking. Jude laughed very quietly! While holding your shoulders and lifting your chin and forcing you to look at him, he said, 'Breathe first, babe.' And then he was slowly trying to caress your shoulders While trying to speak in the calmest and most impressive way, he said: 'Well, look at me and listen, I love you more than anything, yes, it's true, our relationship didn't go well, but that doesn't mean that I don't love you. I like you, we may not be able to do anything for each other, but you are so lovely , you are an important and beautiful part of my past, do you understand?' Jude said while putting his hand on your tear-soaked cheek: 'You know, I told you until the last moment that I love you, you know that I love you wherever you are, even if you leave me, your love is my only support, wherever you are. I want your love.' With Jude's words, your tears became more and more. He was talking, trying to wipe away your tears. While smiling at you and his eyes were wet, he said: 'I just thought... considering our relationship and my situation... you need a better person than me and a better life... something that I can't give you..I just wanted you to be okay, but about your questions, baby, I was with Clara, but not the way you think you can ask Job, we had a party last night and I was drunk but I just called your name or I asked God to be by your side. With the sound of Jobe, you turned back . While he was laughing and looking at you from the side, he said: 'He is telling the truth, he was shouting your name all last night... he even grabbed my collar and wanted me to bring him to you, he wanted to sleep with you' and he winked and left. Jude yelled as he walked up to Jobe: 'Hey Jobe Bellingham, wait... boy...' And you were laughing at the same time while your cheeks were wet. Jude regretted following Job and turned to you:' he is crazy' You laughed and said, 'At least he has more courage than his older brother to tell the truth.' Jude raised his eyebrows and said: 'What? Who said whatever was in his heart now? Was it me or him? ' You hit his arm and said: 'If I hadn't cried, you wouldn't have started saying anything.' And you went to the rest of the party , Jude laughed and came behind you.

[wordsbyrian]

[musialasmaid]

Me rn because I don't know how to feel about marc guiu going to chelsea:

I'm happy that he's coming to the premier league but devastated that he's leaving barca and HECTOR😭

[pernillecfcw]

Thank you for everything you have given this club Conor , you achieved your dream of playing for you’re Boyhood club and wishing you wasn’t leaving ❤️‍🩹 you truly deserved so much better from this club , I am wishing you all the best at atlético . As we always say once a blue always a blue 💙

[thiagodasilva]

can we stop using what Vini Jr is going through as a way to say “get him to the premier league!”? you’ve gotta be fucking kidding. the racism in Spain is similar to the racism in England, in Germany, in Italy, across Europe. The racism POC athletes experience is a global issue, and has been for a long, long time. no one is free of it.

We can criticize what La Liga is doing without trying to make it some sort of competition between leagues, it’s childish and demeaning to the bigger issue at hand. It’s not about “my favorite league is better than yours” or “come to my club, it won’t happen here.” fucking grow up.

[elrincondelfanatico]

⚾🎾⚽🏈 ERdF 532: Predicciones MLB, Emoción en Indian Wells, Fútbol Internacional y Refuerzos en NFL 🌟

En esta entrega de ERdF, nos sumergimos en las predicciones y análisis de las grandes ligas deportivas, desde el diamante de la MLB hasta los emparrillados de la NFL.

Desglose del Episodio:

06:04 ⚾ MLB: Repasamos los favoritos de la Liga Americana según los momios de Las Vegas, incluyendo a Yankees, Orioles, Twins, Detroit, Astros y Rangers. Además, te traemos a los 10 mejores tercera base y short stops para los drafts de fantasy de este año, sin olvidar a los tres prospectos más prometedores en estas posiciones.

37:12 🎾 Tenis: Analizamos lo sucedido en el Torneo de Indian Wells, desglosando los resultados y ofreciendo un análisis detallado del torneo.

45:16 ⚽ Fútbol: Actualizamos con los últimos resultados de la Liga Premier y la Champions League. ¿Quiénes están liderando la carga hacia la gloria?

54:27 🏈 NFL: Con Russell Wilson y Justin Fields al frente de los Steelers con sueldos por debajo de los $4.5M USD, exploramos si Pittsburgh tiene lo necesario para competir por el Superbowl. Además, discutimos la llegada de Patrick Queen desde Ravens y otras noticias relevantes.

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[thinkwinwincom]

Cómo ver MLS, Premier, Champion's League Soccer en línea

Cómo ver MLS, Premier, Champion’s League Soccer en línea

La Copa del Mundo ha terminado, ¿y ahora qué?fotografía: julian finney (imágenes falsas) Para muchos estadounidenses, el fútbol es algo que dura una vez cada cuatro años. nosotros ver la copa del mundoel torneo de fútbol más grande e importante del mundo, pero una vez que termina, Terminé. Entonces olvídate de los deportes hasta la próxima Copa del Mundo. La próxima vez, sin embargo copa del…

[foot-tea]

My noisy ass wants to know how’s the relationship between footballers and their longtime wags especially when the footballers cheats and the wag stays. Most of the times when the wags leave 💯 it’s because the footballer is done 100% with them and wants to be with the promoted side check ‼️ i say this because Garnacho keeps commenting on his girlfriend’s posts declaring his love and adoration after cheating on her publicly 😭😭

Its usually a loveless relationship because even if feelings of love were developed between them it cannot survive such levels of infidelity. The party which got cheated on starts to hate the cheating party and the cheating party ends up compensating for the cheating through such declarations or materialistic things like birkin bags, luxury trips etc. This constant betrayals and compensations is why a lot of these wags end up having either really arrogant personalities or end up becoming a pushover with low self esteem.

Everytime they get cheated on the public pities them but calls them a golddigger at the same time for staying despite the infidelity. This leads to a complex parasocial dynamic between wags and footballing world.

Wags base their worth on their partner's affection for them. So when a wag leaves they really cant take the whole shitshow anymore or or the kids are grown enough to not worry about 'breaking the house' due to divorce.

Usually footballers dont like breaking up because this system benefits them. The image of a family man and the benefits of having side chicks without worry about what your wife or gf will do if she finds out. The biggest lie in the rich and famous world is that marriages are monogamous for men.

So do I think its the footballers that usually break up with their gfs ? Yes but I believe the girl mentally checked out of their relationship a long time ago and is just staying out of convenience.

[glossyblue]

His revenge

glossyblue: Hiiiii everyone, after a while I came back with Jude!!!! I hope you enjoy, send me your requests💌🫶🏻

Summary: He thinks what you are doing to him is not fair and he wants to take revenge and make you feel it too. Smut

Pairing: Jude Bellingham × reader

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"Jude, come to bed," you called out, the soft light from the bedside lamp casting a warm glow across the room. He stumbled in, his eyes half-closed with exhaustion from a long day at work. but you found his disheveled look endearing.

As he lay down beside you, you couldn't resist the urge to playfully poke his ribs, watching his eyes fly open with a start. "Hey!" he exclaimed, a sleepy smile playing on his lips. "What was that for?"

"Oh, I just couldn't help it," you giggled, tracing a finger along the line of his jaw. "You look so...sexy when you're all tired like this." The words slipped out before you had a chance to think, and Jude's expression changed from surprise to smug satisfaction. He turned to face you, his gaze lingering on your face as if searching for a hint of what you were really thinking.

"Really?" he murmured, the playfulness in his voice replaced by a low rumble of desire. "So, you want me?" His hand found its way to your waist, his thumb gently caressing the soft skin there. The warmth of his touch sent a shiver down your spine, and you felt your body respond despite your earlier protestations of fatigue.

You nodded, the words coming out in a whisper. "I really need you, Jude." His eyes searched yours for a moment, looking for any sign of doubt or hesitation, but all he found was raw, unbridled desire. Slowly, his hand slid up to cup your cheek, and he leaned in, his breath hot against your ear. "I've wanted you all day," he murmured, his voice thick with need.

Then, without any further warning, he kissed you deeply. His lips were firm and demanding, leaving no room for doubt or denial. The kiss was like a storm, sweeping away any remaining barriers between you. You moaned into his mouth, your arms wrapping around his neck as you pulled him closer. His hand slid down to the hem of your shirt, his fingers deftly navigating the fabric to caress the bare skin beneath.

But just as the heat between you was reaching a boiling point, Jude abruptly pulled away, his eyes gleaming with mischief in the dim light. "Actually, you know what?" he said, his voice a low purr. "I think I'm just too tired for this."

Your heart skipped a beat, and you stared at him, utterly baffled. "What?" you managed to say, your voice shaky with need. "But you just said..."

Jude chuckled, a knowing smirk playing on his lips as he lay back on the bed, his arms folded behind his head. He stared at you, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Oh, I know," he said, his voice a low purr. "But tonight, I think I'll just watch you squirm."

You felt your cheeks flush with a mix of anger and arousal. "What do you mean?" you snapped, trying to push aside the feeling of rejection that stung deep within you. "Why are you doing this?"

Jude's smirk grew wider as he closed his eyes, feigning innocence. "What? I'm just tired," he said, his voice lazy and unfazed by your reaction. "You know how it is, right? Sometimes you're just not in the mood."

You felt a mix of emotions swirling inside you—sadness, anger, and a hint of confusion. You couldn't believe he'd do this to you. "I hate you," you spat, trying to keep the hurt from showing in your voice. You rolled over, turning your back to him, and grabbed your pillow, burying your face in it.

Jude chuckled again, the sound grating against your nerves. "Oh, come on," he said, his voice still lazy. "You're just upset because I'm not giving you what you want. It's not the end of the world."

You threw the pillow at him, the force of your frustration surprising even you. "It's not funny, Jude!" you snapped, sitting up in bed. "You can't just tease me like that!"

He caught the pillow without opening his eyes, his smug expression unchanged. "Tease?" he said, feigning ignorance. "I'm just taking a page out of your book, love. You've done this to me plenty of times."

The comment hit you like a slap in the face. It was true that you had turned him down before, but it had always been out of genuine exhaustion, never as a cruel game. You felt a surge of anger, but before you could respond, he continued, "Besides, you're the one who said it's okay to say no, right?"

You clenched your fists, the fabric of the sheets bunching in your grip. "That's different," you argued, trying to keep your voice steady. "I'm not playing games here."

"No?" Jude's tone was light, but there was an edge to it now. "It sure feels like it from this side of the bed." He sat up, the mattress shifting under his weight. "I've been there, waiting for you to want me, when all you do is push me away. Now, you know how it feels."

You took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions that raged within you. "This isn't about revenge," you said firmly, looking him in the eye. "It's about respect. And I expect the same from you."

Jude's expression grew serious, the smirk fading away. "I know,"

he said, his voice softer now. "But sometimes, you need to understand what it feels like to be the one asking for something and not getting it."

You stared at him for a moment, his words sinking in. You had never thought about it that way before. In your defense, you had always had good reasons for turning him down—work, stress, or just plain exhaustion. But you realized that maybe, just maybe, you had been a bit dismissive of his needs at times. You took a deep breath, trying to compose yourself. "I'm sorry," you murmured, your voice barely above a whisper.

Jude leaned closer, his expression softening. "It's okay," he said, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder. "I'm not mad. I just wanted you to see things from my perspective." He paused, stroking your skin with his thumb. "But if you really need me to make it up to you, I can do that."

You felt a spark of hope flare up inside you, your body still thrumming with the need for his touch. "How?" you asked, unable to keep the desperation out of your voice.

Jude leaned in closer, his breath tickling the back of your neck. "I'll make it worth the wait," he promised, his voice a seductive whisper. He slid his hand down your arm, his fingertips tracing circles on your skin, sending a shiver down your spine.

You felt the heat between you building once again, his proximity almost unbearable. You took a deep breath, trying to steady your racing heart. "What do you mean?" you asked, your voice laced with curiosity and desire.

Jude's hand continued to roam, moving down to your waist and then back up again. "Just trust me," he whispered, his lips brushing against your ear. "I'll make sure you won't forget this night." With that, he stood up, the mattress sighing in relief as he rose from it. He turned off the bedside lamp, plunging the room into darkness. You could hear the rustle of fabric as he undressed, the anticipation in the air thick enough to cut with a knife.

When he climbed back into bed, the coolness of his bare skin was a stark contrast to the warmth of the sheets. He settled behind you, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you back against his chest. His chest was firm and muscular, a wall of heat that seemed to envelop you entirely. His breath was warm against your neck as he kissed you again, his lips moving from your ear to your jaw, down to your collarbone.

You shivered as his hands began to explore your body, his touch gentle yet insistent. He knew exactly where to touch you to make you melt, and he used that knowledge to his advantage. His fingers traced the lines of your ribs, the swell of your breasts, the dip of your waist, and the curve of your hips. His thumbs grazed the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, inching higher with every pass.

You could feel your resolve crumbling, the need for him overwhelming any lingering anger or resentment. You leaned back into his embrace, your body arching towards his as he kissed your neck. He was right—his touch was intoxicating, and you couldn't help but crave more. You felt his hardness pressing against your back, a silent testament to his desire.

With a low growl, Jude rolled you over, his eyes gleaming with hunger in the darkness. He pinned your wrists to the bed, his body hovering over yours. "You're mine," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "And I'm going to show you exactly what you've been missing."

Your breath hitched as his mouth found yours again, his kisses deep and demanding. His teeth grazed your bottom lip, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to your core. You didn't resist as he slid your shirt up and over your head, his eyes raking over your exposed skin with greedy hunger. His palms skimmed over your breasts, his thumbs circling your hardened nipples, making you gasp into his mouth.

Jude's weight shifted, and you felt his legs part yours, the roughness of his denim against your bare thighs. He ground his hips into you, his erection a clear indication of his intentions. You squirmed underneath him, the friction sending waves of pleasure through your body. His hand trailed down to the waistband of your pants, his fingertips deftly unbuttoning and unzipping them.

"Let me show you what it feels like," he murmured, his breath hot against your skin. His hand slid inside, his fingers grazing the fabric of your underwear. You gasped as he found the dampness that had been growing between your legs. He chuckled, a dark sound that sent a thrill down your spine. "You're so wet for me," he said, his voice a low growl. "You can't lie, can you?"

You bit your lip, trying to hold back a moan as he touched you, his fingers moving with a gentle but insistent pressure. He knew exactly how to play your body, how to make you crave him. You felt your resolve crumbling, your anger and frustration giving way to the all-consuming need for his touch. You arched your back, pushing into his hand, and he rewarded you with a wicked smile.

The feeling was exquisite, and you knew he was savoring every moment of your surrender. His eyes never left yours, watching your every reaction with a predatory intensity that only served to make you wetter.

With a sudden flick of his wrist, he slipped a finger inside you, and you gasped, your body tightening around him. He stroked you slowly, his movements calculated to drive you wild. You could feel yourself getting wetter, your hips moving in sync with his hand. "Jude," you moaned, your voice needy and desperate.

He chuckled, the sound vibrating against your skin. "That's it," he whispered, his breath hot in your ear. "Just let go." His thumb found your clit, and he began to rub it in slow, firm circles, applying just the right amount of pressure. Your body responded immediately, pleasure pooling in your belly and spreading outwards like a warm wave.

Jude's kisses grew more urgent, his teeth grazing your neck as his hand worked its magic. You could feel the tension building, coiling tighter and tighter, until it was all you could think about. Your hips began to rock in time with his movements, desperately seeking more friction. You moaned his name, your voice a hoarse plea for release.

He slid another finger inside you, stretching you gently, filling you up. The sensation was overwhelming, and you knew you couldn't hold out much longer. His thumb circled your clit with unerring precision, sending bolts of pleasure through your body. You bucked against his hand, your nails digging into the sheets as the orgasm built. "Please," you begged, your voice a breathless whisper.

Jude's eyes gleamed in the darkness, a smug smile playing on his lips as he watched you come apart. "Please what?" he murmured, his voice a seductive taunt.

You could feel the orgasm building, the pressure almost painful in its intensity. "Please," you repeated, your voice shaking with need. "Make me come."

Jude's smile grew, and he leaned down to kiss you again, his tongue probing your mouth as his hand continued to work its magic. His thumb applied more pressure, and you felt the coil inside you snap. You cried out, your body convulsing as the waves of pleasure washed over you. He didn't stop, his movements relentless as he rode out your climax, pushing you further and further until you thought you might shatter.

When the last tremor had passed, he pulled back, his eyes searching yours in the darkness. "See?" he whispered, his voice still smug but with an underlying warmth. "It's not always about the chase."

You nodded, breathless and dizzy from the intensity of your climax. Your body felt like it was floating on a cloud, and you couldn't help but lean into him, craving the comfort of his embrace. He kissed you gently, his touch tender and loving, a stark contrast to the passionate frenzy of moments ago.

"I'm sorry," you murmured against his lips, the words spilling out unbidden. "I didn't realize..."

Jude kissed you softly, his hand stroking your cheek. "It's okay," he said, his voice soothing. "I just wanted you to understand."

You felt a pang of guilt for the times you had unknowingly hurt him. You cuddled closer, the warmth of his body wrapping around you like a blanket. "I do now," you whispered, your voice thick with emotion.

Jude's arms tightened around you, and he kissed the top of your head. "Good," he murmured, his hand tracing patterns on your bare back. "Because I love you, and I don't want you to ever feel like you're not important to me."

You took a deep breath, the scent of his skin and the lingering musk of sex filling your nostrils. "I know," you whispered, your heart swelling with affection. "And I love you too."

Jude's grip on you loosened, his hand moving to stroke your hair. "Now, how about we get some sleep?" he suggested, his voice tinged with exhaustion. You nodded, your eyelids feeling heavier than ever. As he pulled the covers over you both, you couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. The tension between you had been broken, and you were left feeling closer to him than ever before.

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ᵍˡᵒˢˢʸᵇˡᵘᵉ ᵒⁿ ᵗᵘᵐᵇˡʳ💌

[thesoccerfan]

[a-very-bored-blogger]

need more football mutuals to talk about my obsession with tall guys kicking balls for 90 minutes and etc