#richarlison smut

[maikissed]

slow and messy

this is anyone you like type of shot, so enjoy. warnings: romantic c*ck sucking, duh(+18). probably poorly written, sorry.

Imagine a boy so infatuated with you that the slightest caress you grant him makes him intoxicated as he blush furiously and his beautiful eyes shine with an almost pleading expression. Moments of closeness like this makes his heart swell with adoration as he can’t get enough of you, of your smell, tender touch and gentle lips. You are so beautiful in his eyes that his chest feels heavy, overwhelmed by the fact that you’re all his, in body, soul and mind. Your loving gaze and fond smile turns him putty in your arms and it almost drives you crazy knowing that you’re the one who makes him feel like this. You love to go slow with him, thriving in these moments filled with long deep stares, delicate passionate kisses on his mouth, his neck and chest. You mark his body with traces of your fingernails as soon as you notice his breath shallowing and his eyelids closing shut, because he is so turned on and yet powerless, utterly at your mercy. You pay attention to every little reaction he grants you and realise you’ve never known you could be so enamoured with somebody.

You were kissing him, straddling his thighs, so lost in this blissful moment when you felt his hips buck up, desperate to feel you properly. You smiled into the kiss, delighted by your boyfriends eagerness and leaned back to admire the look of his swollen lips and foggy eyes.

“Be patient” you petted his cheek softly and he hummed leaning into your palm with his eyes closed.

He was so aroused, almost feverish and the sight of his flushed expression made your heart flutter with affection.

“You are so pretty” you whispered tracing the line of his lips with your fingers.

He took your hand in his gently and pecked your fingers with butterfly kisses. You could feel his hardness poking you through the clothes and almost gave in to the need to rock against him but you wanted to focus on his pleasure entirely tonight. So you slowly got off him to slide to your knees in front of him, biting your lip nervously when you spotted the look on his face. He swallowed hard, focused on your actions and his fingers that were placed on his thighs twitched slightly as if he wanted to reach out to you. But he stayed still and you shot him a cheeky smile, putting your palms on his thighs to glide them up and rest near his crotch, but not exactly in the place where he needed your attention the most. He was still watching you intensively while you started to unbutton his pants and then slowly took them off his legs. He was left only in his boxers and your mouth watered at the sight of his hardness visibly poking through the material. You’ve never actually went down on him, as your relationship was still rather fresh, but right now just the slight thought of it made your mind hazy. You took off your shirt, exposing the black little bra you were wearing and raised your hands up to tie your hair in a loose ponytail. Your boyfriend smiled at you lazily then. You rested your hands on his knees and leaned down, maintaining the eye contact all the while. He whimpered the moment you placed a hot open-mouthed kiss on his still clothed dick and the sound turned you on even more.

“Do you want me to suck you off, baby?” you asked sweetly and noticed a slight twitch of his member.

He thrown his head back with a chuckle, extremely weakened by your never-ending teasing and you put your palm on his dick to stroke him gently. He jolted, chasing your touch.

“Have you ever fantasised about it?” you murmured observing his little reactions.

“So many times” he breathed looking down at you.

You bit your lower lip excited by his confession and then grabbed the elastic of his boxers to finally free him fully. He lifted his hips up so you could take the garment off easily. You licked your lips at the sight of his erection and he blushed slightly, patiently waiting for your next move. He looked so sweet and innocent, looking at you with those big begging eyes, it made your heart ache. You placed his cock in a light grip of your little hand and bend down to peck the tip with a kiss and heard him intake a sharp breath. The muscles of his stomach tensed visibly when you licked a long stripe from the bottom to top and the moment you took him inside your warm mouth fully, he grabbed the back of your head with his hand gently, running his long fingers through your hair. You hollowed your cheeks working him slowly and dared to look up to spot him still watching you through heavy lids.

“You look beautiful” he breathed, his voice weak and raspy “You’re so good, baby”

His praise encouraged you more and you went back to play with the tip of his cock again, sucking it a bit harsher and he jumped up slightly as a low moan escaped his lips. You hummed closing your eyes and then leaned back to collect more saliva in your mouth to spit on his cock before putting it in your mouth again. The sight of this filthy act elicited a low grunt from him as he thrown his head back, completely lost in the pleasure. You sped up your movements, working the base with your wet, spit covered palm. You relaxed your throat to be able to take more of him inside your mouth and focused on steady breathing through the nose. You felt the tip hitting the back of your throat and gagged slightly, gripping his thighs. The whole act was getting messier by each second and you could tell he was close to reach the climax. His sounds were getting louder, his breathing more erratic and you moaned tasting the precum on your tongue. Shortly after you felt the twitch of his cock and he came inside your mouth abruptly, making you squeeze your eyes shut, his grip on your hair tightened. You leaned back, making sure that he’s watching you swallowing his seed. A few drops went down your chin so you used your fingers to gather it and lick the digits clean. He sighed absolutely enraptured by your messy appearance, his mouth slightly ajar, panting as if he put in a full match on the pitch. You rose up to lean on the couch with your knees on either sides of his thighs and bend down placing his face in your hands.

“I’m not done with you yet” you purred roaming his neck with your fingers.

He grinned sleepily with his eyes closed and you leaned in to kiss him on the lips sweetly.

[holygrailimagines]

Locker Room

Summary: Richarlison releasing his stress onto reader

Warning: SMUT, also please I don't know if this is bad I usually don't write filthy stufffff like this lmaooo.

You always want to be by Richarlison’s side when he plays football, even if it's just practice. You rarely ever have the time to watch your husband play, but today was one of those lucky days. You were sporting his jersey, which was your favorite article of clothing. It was custom made for you and fit like a glove. You were also wearing some black shorts, not the jean type- it was too hot for that. 

Here you were sitting on the bench, watching as your husband practiced with his team. He looked so handsome on the field. His sweat glistened under the field lights and his eyes glared. He was dirty but in a sexy way, you couldn’t really explain it. However, you noticed he wasn’t doing his best. Every time he tried to score, it would never make it into the net. You watched as he progressively became angrier and upset to the point he completely walked off the field. His coach tried calling for him but then dismissed him angrily with an annoyed wave. 

“Rich? Where are you going?” You called after your husband, stumbling off the bench. You had to run after him to catch up to him. 

“Home.” He said, making his way into the locker room with you following right behind. 

You nodded, “Okay, I’ll wait for you in the car.” You say, heading out of the locker room before you feel his large hand grip your wrist. You quickly turned to look at Rich to see what this was all about. You were met with his face, eyes staring deep into your soul. They were darker than usual, clouded with lust. 

“No,” he says, “you’re staying with him.” He says before pulling you into the locker room. He closed and locked the door behind you, slamming you against it. He was quick to suck on your neck, hands groping your breasts roughly. 

“You think you could wear that and tease me like this?” He angrily asked in between sloppy kisses on your neck. You were shocked but quickly gave into the pleasure you were beginning to feel. You moaned as he grabbed a fistful of your hair, turning your head for a better angle of your neck. 

“Rich…we shouldn’t be doing this…not here.” You say, softly placing both hands on his chest. Secretly, you wanted to do it here. The fear and adrenaline of being caught was turning you on even more. 

“Shut up.” He growled before dragging you on to a desk in the locker room like a dog. 

“It’s all your fault,” He grunts, tearing off your jersey. “Distracting me like this.” He says, roughly ripping the clasp off your bra. He quickly stands over you and slides down his shorts with his boxers, his thick cock springing out and slapping against his abdomen. 

“Now suck my dick like the slut you are,” He says through gritted teeth, looking down at you. In your seated position on the desk, you were perfectly face to face with his pulsing cock as precum spilled from its slit. You start off with kitten licks, getting wetter as you hear his quiet whimpers. But it isn’t long before Rich gets bored. He uses one of his hands to make a makeshift ponytail and begins to fuck your face. Tears begin to form in your eyes as you struggle to keep up, gagging on his dick. He looks down at you, biting his lip as he tries to stay as quiet as possible. He loved the way you looked, mascara and tears running down your face, the flushed redness of your cheeks and nose, and how swollen your lips had gotten from his cock. He lets go of your hair and perfectly wraps his large hand around your throat. He slams you down on your back, tearing off your pants and underwear. The only thing you had on now were your nike white socks and white air forces. 

He swung both your legs onto his shoulders, lifted the bottom of his jersey and held it with his teeth. He wanted to see how his dick perfectly slid into your pussy. By now you were soaking, wanting to feel him. You didn’t care if it was his mouth, fingers, or dick, you just needed it now. He gripped his thick cock, teasing your entrance. You began moaning loudly when suddenly Rich stuffed your panties into your mouth.

“I told you to shut the fuck up!” He yelled through his gritted teeth, startling you a bit. He held your ankles for support as he slowly pushed himself inside you. He knew how crazy this was driving you. You bit down on the cloth in your mouth, eyes rolling to the back of your head. He slowly went in and out, in and out. He threw his head back as your pussy clenched tightly around him. He got faster and louder, the base of his cock slamming against your pussy. The sound of skin slapping and your muffled moans were enough to make him go even faster. He moved one hand to grip your throat, completely blocking your airways. The pleasure and lack of oxygen was too much as tears involuntarily streamed down your face. Rich chuckled at this, dick still hard as a rock, watching as your tits bounced and the bulge in your stomach emerging each time he slammed himself inside you. 

He suddenly let go of your throat and pulled out of you, removing your gag. You whimpered in disappointment, your pussy clenching on nothing but air. He turns you on to your stomach so your ass is entirely exposed to him. Rich finally takes off his jersey, showing off his abs and v line. He doesn’t even wait and painfully slams back inside you. It hurt so good. You were practically screaming, body lunging forward with each sharp thrust. Rich didn’t care anymore, he just wanted to empty his load inside you. He gripped the back of your neck, anchoring you down as he jackhammered you from the back. He grunted and groaned, calling you dirty names and occasionally slapping your ass. You were shaking at this point, too weak to feel anything. His eyes screwed shut as his head was thrown back. He leans forward, his chest pressing against your back. This new position allows him to quite literally vibrate inside you. He reached down, rubbing your clit. 

“Come on baby, come for me.” He encourages you and you do. You let go and coat his cock with your warm juices. He moans loudly, his pace getting sloppier. He buries himself inside you even deeper, releasing himself with a shuddered grunt. He slowly slides out of you as you let out a pained cry, feeling globs of his cum slide out of you and plopping onto the floor. You weren’t really sure how you would ever recover from this.

I am so devastated but, in my heart, Brasil won the world cup idc! Also plz tell me if this is good or bad because if it's bad, I would totally be down to fix some stuff. But anyway, hope you guys enjoyed it!!

[i-care-4u]

[ ✹ ] RICHARLISON HEADCANONS

PAIR: RICHARLISON X READER

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED | MASTERLIST

DATING RICHARLISON INCLUDES…

you’re very supportive throughout his football career

he is your biggest fan in anything you do

wearing his jerseys

“is that my jersey you’re wearing?”

he then buys you a jersey so you and him could match at the games

secretly, he admires seeing you wearing his clothes, whether that be his jersey or jackets

matching tattoos

after getting matching tattoos, richarlison thought of getting a tattoo relating to you

“you’re getting a tattoo dedicated to me?”

richarlison nods, and you warned him, “just don’t tattoo my face on your back”

richarlison ended up getting a tattoo with your name or your initials

him blasting dança do pombo from the living room

sometimes you’ll take a nap until you hear the purr noises from the song

“prrr…prrr…prrr…prrr…”

“richarlison, are you dancing again?”

“come down so i can teach you.”

he teaches you the pombo dance afterwards

because of that, you started giving him the nickname, pombo [pigeon]

on the field, he dedicates his goals for you

he points at you and mouths, “this is for you.”

yes, the bicycle kick goal was dedicated to you too

in his spare time, he likes making tiktoks

“amor, look what i made!” richarlison shows you a silly edit he made on tiktok

he uses those capcut templates to do them

“i can tell it took so long to make that!” you sarcastically told him

going on walks with him and his dogs

taking you out on picnics

his love language is gift gifting

on the third date, richarlison brought an extraordinary gift for you, larger than the usual

unlike the previous gifts, richarlison took you to his home to reveal a big teddy bear plushie

hair cut? you can always count on him

although not all the time

“just to get this straight, do you want it shaven or r9 style?”

“how about i go to a real hairstylist instead?”

he loves to make you laugh

friendly, yet a goofy person to be around

you are very grateful to have him in your life as your boyfriend

[maneaterss]

HII I LOVE YOUR STORIES SM. okay can you write a fic where the reader is being insecure about their appearance and then richarlison comforts them 🤭🤭🤭

pairing: richarlison x insert.

summary: when the reader makes little comments about her appearance, richarlison decides he wont have any of it.

cw: richarlison being cute AGAIN, insecurities.

authors note: THANK YOU BAE THIS REQ IS SO CUTE.

DISCLAIMER:

i've been trying to get the mist descriptive reqs done first and then working on the others, ill probs be done by the end of the week w/ all of the ones im gonna do up until this point. If yours isn't done then it was either vague; "(fluff/angst/smut) with(character)?" be descriptive!! or it was something i wont right. i wont right any imagines for inserts that are given childish characteristics and i especially will not write for age gaps- because its not something i would be comfortable doing and its also not realistic- which is what i like to write. lastly i want to say that i will not write HARSH smut- there will be themes in the smut that i do chose to write but i cannot see myself writing for deeper topics (im not gonna give examples but ykwim). THATS ALLLLL, this is not targeted!! enjoy this req!

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your dinner with your boyfriend was spectacular, you were out of town for an event he had to attend so being able go to a restaurant you weren't familiar with was refreshing.

you'd spent time on your hair and makeup- even going so far as to deliberately chose your outfit. your dress came out of a suitcase but you thought it looked nice.

you and richarlison ate and enjoyed eachothers company, he took a few photos of you and put his phone down, commenting something about how he was going to make it his background and that your smile was beautiful.

you finished your meal and payed for the bill- lingering in the restaurant until your uber came to get you both.

once on the way home you scrolled through your messages to respond to your friends and family seeing as you weren't really on your phone during the dinner. you looked up from your screen to see a big smile on richarlisons- he caught onto your staring, "my god, you're so fucking beautiful."

you were curious to see what he was gawking at and a photo from the dinner was on his screen, you saw what you looked like im that frame and suddenly your dress didn't fit right, your smiles was awkward for your face, your hair looked messy, and you should've work more makeup. your smile was wiped from you face after seeing that photo.

"ew." you muttered.

"delete it." you said. richarlison was obviously confused- seeing as he thought you were the epitome of attraction, he questioned you, "just delete it." you said again before going back to scrolling on your phone- turning slightly away from him.

you'd always been a little bit insecure but this changed your entire night- you felt uncomfortable just sitting in this car. you felt guilty for being with richarlison and looking like you did in that photo. you were honestly a little embarrassed too.

the uber finally made it back to your hotel and the walk back inside was silent as you still felt shame. richarlison on the other hand was extremely confused, he didn't know if you were mad at him or if he did something wrong so he stayed silent until you entered the doors of ur room. "why'd you make me delete the photo y/n?"

you set your purse down on the small couch before taking a seat on the same couch to take your shoes off, "it was a bad photo thats all."

richarlison walking over to you at you sat there, "what?"

"it was just a really ugly photo."

"ugly? y/n are you serious right now?"

he genuinely asked you that question, and you laughed will nodding your head- your laughter directly contradicting with the tears welling up in your eyes.

your boyfriend just stood there staring at you for 30 seconds, genuinely trying to understand where this insecurity would even stem from. to him your face was the most precious thing in the world, something that the gods took their time with, he knew every detail of your face- and your body was something he worshipped and knew how to care for, to him you were honestly enchanting- but he didn't know how to put that into words as his deep gaze was set on you and every detail of your being.

he knelt down before you, meeting your eyeline as he wiped and kissed away your tears. you felt like such a fucking baby.

"i dont know what you are seeing when you look at yourself but-" he began to kiss your neck, "you are the most captivating person i have ever layed eyes on." he moved down to your collarbone, "you make every part of my day better meu amor." he kissed across your shoulder blade, "you're practically glowing y/n" he places one last kiss at your shoulder, "the most enchanting woman in the world."

he was satisfied as your cheeks were now red, no more tears lingered in your eyes. he moved up from his spot on the floor and he grabbed your chin and pulled you in for a kiss- tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. "you're breathtaking."

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[jusalle]

hiii cau u write something about richarlison being weak for neck kisses

★Richarlison Imagine★

You and Richarlison have been together for 3 years.

In all that time you've learned Richarlison's weaknesses. One of them were your kisses and especially your neck kisses.

He would instantly fold and give in.

••••

Richarlison would love to make you so flustered. Every single time he did it he would always be so proud of making you flustered.

He would even tease you for it, which you hated it.

You always said you would make him flustered and find his weakness one day but it was impossible to make him flustered.

Right now Richarlison was at one of his practices and you always made him food once he came home.

While you were making his food, you were thinking how to make him flustered. It was almost impossible to think what to do to make him flustered but only one thing came in mind.

To give him butterfly kisses on his neck.

Now you were just waiting for him to come home from practice.

After awhile you heard the door open.

"Meu Amor are you here?"

"Yeah Amor I'm in the kitchen" you said

You saw Richarlison come into the kitchen, he looked so tired but once he saw you he didn't even look tired no more.

"Thank you Amor, for making food" he whispered into your ear as he kissed you softly

You simply nodded and left him to enjoy his meal.

You went into the bedroom to fold clothes and you began to start thinking of a plan to make him flustered.

After awhile you heard the bedroom door open and you feel arms wrap around you.

"Amor, I missed you while I was at practice" He whispered lowly as his hands began to roam.

"You were the only thing I was thinking about" He said as he began to kiss you and making the kiss more passionate

At that moment you knew this was your chance.

"Me to Meu Amor" you whispered into his ear as you broke the kiss

You began to kiss his neck and giving him butterfly kisses.

He tried to supress his groans and his face looked so embarrassed.

That's when you knew you made him flustered.

"Look who's the flustered one now Meu Amor" you laughed softly

"I'm not fluster-" He began to groan from the pleasure.

You kept kissing his neck and you kept laughing quietly from accomplishing to make him flustered.

"Amor if you keep doing that, I won't be able to handle myself" He whispered into your ear

That just made you even more aroused.

"Amor I'm warning y-"

At this point he couldn't stop groaning and panting.

He firmly grabs your waist and lays you on the bed

" See amor, look where your little accomplishment got you" He grinned at you like a child

"This is going to be a long night, Meu Amor" he whispered to you.

You were just happy that you finally found his weakness.

••••

Hello my lovelies, I hope you guys liked this one because ik I did🤭 and I love all the request that you guys send me!. Also I'll be posting more so don't be suprised if yall see more stories!

[freshfraise]

hiii i would love if you cpuld write something about pool sex with richarlison

FULL OF SURPRISES

pairing: richarlison x reader

summary: Y/N is lavishly flown to Qatar to accompany her industrious boyfriend in the World Cup. When Richarlison finally manages to get an evening off his busy schedule, he makes sure not to waste a second more away from his solicitous girlfriend, whose mind is occupied by one shameless scenario. Him, her and their massive private pool. 

author’s note: (part 2) how is it possible to fall in love with someone i wrote? enjoy :) + apologies for any bad portuguese 

My boyfriend was hot. I always knew that and now, everybody else did too. Ever since the World cup started, Richarlison was fostering an unbelievable amount of attention from women and girls across the world, and not only just for his looks but for his prodigious football skills, which consequently made him even hotter. Attractive and great at his profession? It was simply too much for me to handle. I was conflicted. Ever since we landed in Qatar, Richarlison has been fully committed to training and preparing himself for his upcoming games. Although I was so proud, I was becoming restless, dangerously restless. Laying around in this opulent hotel room surprisingly got boring very quickly, as there wasn’t that much I could do without compromising my safety and being bombarded by the paparazzi stationed outside the hotel. 

I hated being needy, but my needs slowly began to become uncontrollable. Realising the match against Serbia was in a couple hours, I decided to text him and make a deal.

From Me.

“score for me tonight, and i’ll give you my own special celebration at the hotel?”

From Meu coração (Richarlison)

“Bebê…”

From Meu coração (Richarlison)

Obrigado pela pressão!! 🙄 (Thank you for the pressure.) Now I have to score, I will never forgive myself If I don’t

From Me.

then you know what you have to do ;)  good luck amor, eu te amo xx

From Meu coração (Richarlison)

Eu te amo mais, até breve (I love you more, see you soon)

I smile at myself, successfully managing to get a night alone with him. My mind went crazy at the amount of things we could do tonight, making up for all that lost time. Eventually, the game came around and I was elated. Our seats were close to the match, so I made sure to give him a sweet reminder of our deal tonight. I decided to press my curls spontaneously, giving me a silky jet black look. My hair was parted in the middle, and stopped at the cuff of my Brazil jersey. I felt ready.

Before I even realised, it was already 1 - 0 to Brazil, scored by the man himself, Richarlison. I smiled to myself as he pointed to me in the stands, nobody other than us knowing what this meant for our evening plans. Within minutes, the ball was assisted to Richarlison before he kicked it back up in the air, moved his legs in a pedalling motion and struck the ball in midair. I jumped up, as his goal hit the back of the net. I yelled, jumping up and down at his phenomenal goal with the whole stadium essentially shaking in astonishment. Goosebumps pricked my skin, as he ran around the pitch, before he stopped at my section, held up two fingers whilst mouthing to me “Dupla surpresa?”(Double surprise?) and then got bombarded by his teammates as they collided into him in celebration. I rolled my eyes at his understandable cockiness and bit my lip instinctually, feeling more attracted to him than ever.

Eventually, the match ended and I essentially ran back to the hotel, getting ready for tonight. I pull out my phone as I walk into the elevator, going up to the suite, and decide to send him an update.

From Me.

well done meu amor, meet me in the pool tonight..

I pulled my black bikini on and put my hair up into a sleek bun with a couple strands out to frame my face, with a faint red lip on. The pool faced the city, with a massive glass window on one side, showing both tall palm trees and ingenious skyscrapers. The pool lights illuminated the place and left the area extremely dim, as the sun set hours ago. He peeks out of the corner, and I’m greeted with an extravagant amount of red roses. A grin is plastered on my face as the bouquet is so large that it covers his face. I push the roses down so I can see him, as he tells me, “Para você, minha princesa.” (For you, my princess.) I lean forward and smell them, my smile growing larger at the fresh sweet smell of red roses. I take them, and gently place them on a table behind me before I practically pounce on my boyfriend. I jumped on him, my legs tightly wrapped around his waist and my hands tangled up in his hair. I whisper a phrase of gratitude, genuinely thankful of his surprising choice with the red roses. They were gorgeous.

[valeheartsdior]

ᴅᴇ ɴᴏᴄʜᴇ

PAIRING: Richarlison x Reader x Neymar

SYNOPSIS: You were used to Rich and Ney being around you at all times 24/7 you didn’t mind swaying your hips or dancing skin to skin at clubs at 4 am. “meu amor you’re playing with fire” he aggressively grabbed your neck for you to look at him, while your back was being pecked by small love bites. Two men one girl what could go wrong ?

CW: SMUT, Obsession, Finger sucking, Sex without condom, oral, biting, pet names, jealousy etc

“Y/N! LETS GO!”

“Rich you know our kitten always wants to look good beside us” Neymar chuckled

I was just adding the finishing touch to my perfectly done makeup which was my red lipstick, which I rarely wear but tonight seemed like it would be different so might as well spice it up. I was wearing a skin tight black long dress that hugged my body just right, my boobs looked big and it had a long slit on my right thigh. “I know these two are going to drool when they see me.” I smirked looking at myself one last time in the mirror as I grabbed my phone and headed towards the door, “here goes nothing.”

“Você parece uma deusa!” Richarlison howled

He took my hand and spinned me, making me feel even more powerful than i already did. Ney stood there admiring the beauty he had as a best friend.

“Richy stop” i giggled

“Let’s go the night is just starting!” Ney and Rich grabbed each side of my hand and we headed towards the limo, that Ney insisted on getting.

Neymar, Richarlison and I had been inseparable since 2015. Rich started his soccer career at América Futebol Clube MG, Ney saw how much potential he had and eventually became friends with him, now they are best of friends. As for me i had met Rich through a mutual friend then i met Ney through him. We had always been very close there was no awkward stages or privacy towards our friendship. Though they never brought girls around me i knew they had their affairs.

On our way to the club we took shots and not going to lie by the time we got to the club I was already tipsy. I knew tonight was going to be my night. Richy was being flirty as usual i felt his hand on my exposed thigh rubbing it as i sang along to a song. I felt goosebumps all over my body as he dangerously moved it higher and higher. Ney was sitting on my left singing along with me, as i felt his breath on my neck. If I haven’t done anything with these two yet i swear to my life tonight might just be the night. My mind was already racing with lust as these two did these things to me.

I quickly got out the limo, taking a deep breath before i ripped my best friends clothes off.

“Ok Y/N go in there and have fun let tonight be whatever it has to be.” I whispered

Neymar and Richarlison walked behind me as we entered the club. We went to the VIP section and there was Kylian and Son arguing about who spilled the drink all over the floor.

“Dude be more careful next time you’re already drunk!” Kylian laughed

Son and Ky both turned their attention to me as i smiled at them ready to hug them.

“There are my two favorite boys!” I hugged

Kylian making sure he grabbed me tightly “hey y/n” he smirked he made sure to embrace me as if he hasn’t seen me in years. I felt his breath on my neck oh god i think i have a kink for these men breathing on me. I slowly moved back avoiding eye contact. I knew if i gave him the attention ky would just want more from me. I could not get together with him knowing he was one of the biggest players in PSG, and i know Ney would kill me.

Ney quickly pulled you back making sure Ky saw that you were not in any way getting close to her tonight almost marking his territory. Son and Rich were chatting, I decided to go to the bar make sure I swayed my hips as i walked away. While waiting for my drink there was various men who turned their attention to me, I knew they were watching me like a hawk, i knew if one of these men trespassed there would be problems.

“Let’s dance bebe” Ney purred in your ear.

I was already feeling myself and Ney pulling me closer to him wasn’t helping. It felt electrocuting his touch the way he would move to the music. I swayed my hips slowly as he grabbed my waist moving me along with him. I swear i could feel his erection growing on me. I look up and Rich was looking at me and Ney with lust he looked like a lion, he looked hungry. He looked hungry for me.

“Ney I’m going to the bathroom” i let go of his grasp

I put myself together, god I can’t do this right now. Give me the strength to not bring them back into this bathroom and suck them both off. Why must i be friends with the most gorgeous guys. I grabbed a wet paper towel and patted my makeup. I was already feeling horny and lusted. I have to touch myself I can’t be out there with them any longer, tonight was definitely DRAGGING.

I went to the bar once again and grabbed myself yet another drink.

“There you are my ma belle” Ky said

“Hey Ky lets dance!” Y/N yelled over the music

The music was more upbeat this time Ky was touching me all over dragging his big hands over my waist and hips. I loved it i wish i was lying but how do you stop yourself from feeling? My back was towards Ky I was grinding on him letting some friction leave my body. He wasted no time to grab my hips and move me. I moaned a little from the little pleasure i was receiving, i know ky felt it too. Thank god the music was loud or else this would have turned into a whole different scenario.

“YO MBAPPÉ THATS ENOUGH!” I looked up to a very angry Richarlison heading towards me as well as Ney

“Bebe stop I’m okay we are just dancing” I put my hand on his big chest. “Relax both of you.” I warned them

“Common lets dance” I proudly smiled as I pulled both of them away from Ky.

I was dancing with both of my best friends i loved doing this. I was living a dream and I knew it would escalate quickly if I didn’t stop but I can’t we all had building sexual tension that was bound to explode one day and why not it be this day? I grabbed Neymar’s hand and placed it on my exposed thigh, the slit had gone slightly higher and you could almost see my undies, but the dark room saved you. Ney smirked showing his perfectly fine smile. My breathing was hitching his hand was squeezing my thigh. Rich was behind me pecking my neck with small kisses. The amount of lust I’m feeling right now is unbearable.

“Meu amor you’re playing with fire” he aggressively grabbed your neck for you to look at him.

You mirrored his actions and aggressively kissed him biting his lip and waiting for an entrance. The kiss was aggressive tongues were fighting with each other I tasted the alcohol in those plump lips. Rich was leaving sloppy kisses now on my back. He was now the one grabbing my thigh. He found a way to reach my panties. “Oh Richy” i moaned into Neymar’s lips. Teasing me he rubbed his hand on the hem of my panties. Rich wanted me to beg him he wanted to hear my moans in his ears. Ney’s hands were on my waist gripping them.

“Please please lets go” i mewled wanting to release some tension

“Go where my kitten?” Rich smirked along with Ney loving how you were melting underneath their touch

“Richy please stop teasing me” i cried as they kept me in a sandwhich

They both let go feeling a little disappointed but they quickly grabbed my hand interlocking with theirs.

Here goes nothing …

AUTHORS NOTE ~ this is my first fanfic and i hope you guys like it. I did leave it on a cliff hanger, i will complete second part soon. I really love these guys it kind of felt wrong doing this but our men need more fics lol. I love reading the fanfics that are on here i really hope you guys like it! <3

PART TWO IS UP <3

Please Request anything else you guys want to read !

[segredosjogados]

From time

Story: You (y/n) and Richarlison are starting a thing but a message may tear this beginning down. // I didn’t intend to make a part 2 but it got too long. // it involves Drake and Pierre Gasly because 🤷🏾‍♀️🤷🏾‍♀️🤷🏾‍♀️

+16 / cursing

Ps: I wrote this directly on the Tumblr app!! Not revised at all. English is not my first language. Feedback is appreciated.

🫶🏾✨🫀 welcome to my wicked mind ✳️✏️📯

You were taking a nap with Richarlison when his phone beeped a message. Then two messages. You’re a light sleeper so it bothered you. You reached out to the phone and saw two messages by someone named Juliana. You smoothly placed the phone in front of his face to get his ID and the phone unlocked.

You opened the messages and there she was: a semi nude picture and the “what time you’re arriving tonight?” text. You gulped and felt tears dwell on your eyes but took a deep breath. Richarlison was sleeping heavily because it was a quick nap time after he came back from training.

You got up from the sofa and made your way to the bedroom on the first floor. The tears involuntary started streaming down your face. “I can’t believe he’s still talking to that bitch” you mouthed to yourself while packing your things the way you could and as quick as possible. By the time Richarlison woke up, you were gone.

You managed to book a hotel room for the night before taking the train from London to Paris. It’d be impossible to book a flight and everything was just wrong: you managed to find two days off from work to go to London to spend some quality time with your boyfriend. Ok, you weren’t official, like real official. But everyone knew about you, you had met his friends and even was known by other Tottenham WAGs*.

The thing was you worked with Formula 1 and tried to find peace spaces within the hectic schedule to be with Richarlison, but clearly he didn’t think of you dearly because that message? The semi nude from another chick? All the time he reassured that he was only with you. Come on.

You tried to rationalize the feelings but listening to the saddest love songs back to Paris wasn’t helping. You messaged your friend Pierre Gasly asking if he were in Paris and he said yes immediately. You explained that your “thing” broke your heart, which made Pierre very mad because he knew how hard you fell for Richarlison.

When you arrived at the hotel in Paris, all you could do was crying your heart out while hugging a pillow, letting out all your insecurities on those tears, letting your mind wonder what was wrong.

“I hate my body, I hate my hair, why I’m not perfect like them?” You whined while sobbing. This moment, a message beeped on your phone. It was Pierre.

- Vamo pra revoada* (Let’s party hard) - he wrote. You laughed. Pierre’s journey with learning Portuguese started exactly with carioca funk and it was a funny one to watch. He called you.

“Ay, you good? So, there’s this party tonight and I’m taking you with me. Go beautiful like always” he said. He didn’t even notice your crying voice. But you managed to confirm that you were going.

Time to recover.

You stood up and opened your suitcase. The music on your airpods was cut again by a call. It was Richarlison. You didn’t answer. Only hours later he realized you were gone? Come the fuck on.

Phone on airplane mode and Drake on the speakers now, you started to get ready. You put on a beautiful brown constructed corset that hugged your boobs tightly with your favorite low rise Levi’s jeans and heels with straps around the jeans. You nailed the make up, with a clean girl aesthetics face but with a lot of bronzer, ombré lips and Dior lipgloss. Everything was on point. You looked at yourself in the mirror realizing that it was difficult to hide de eye bags of crying and tiredness. You decided to snap a lot of selfies and a video lip syncing to Jimmy Cooks by Drake. It was a full photoshoot by yourself. The you posted the video of you lip syncing on Tiktok and a carousel of pictures + the video on Instagram with the caption “Honestly, nevermind”.

A few minutes later, Pierre arrived at the hotel. You didn’t realize the many messages Richarlison had sent you. They were spamming your messages app. A lot of missed Whatsapp calls.

“I couldn’t give a shit” you told yourself knowing very well you cared so much about him that it’d take 5 seconds of his voice to go back to him, no matter the excuse he gave you. But you weren’t just ready to be replaced by the woman he swore he was not talking to anymore. The message she had sent came to your mind and then you remembered you were better than this.

You left your room and met Pierre on the hall. He said nothing when he saw you, stunned by your beauty. You two left for the party.

——-

Back in London, when Richarlison woke up, he thought you were in the kitchen preparing some food, like you always did when you were there.

You weren’t in the kitchen. Nor in the bedroom. You were nowhere to be found and your suitcase and all your things weren’t there either.

He ran downstairs to grab his phone and call you. When he unlocked it, the screen was opened exactly on the message he received from Juliana. The semi nude, the text. He gulped. “Y/N saw it for fucking sure”. He didn’t know whether to ask Juliana what the fuck was going on or to call you and know where you were. He did neither. He called his cousin.

“Bro I’m so sure she saw it, like what the fuck” he said on the phone, rubbing his hand back and forth on his scalp.

“Are you sure she saw it? Like, Y/N was supposed to travel back to Paris today cause she’s gotta go back to…” his cousin answered.

“Nah she saw it. The screen was on the message. How did she unlock my phone? She doesn’t have the code tho” Richarlison started to think properly.

“I don’t know, but bro let it go. You weren’t official anyways” his cousin stated. Richarlison scoffed, pretending to not care.

“Yeah, I’ll call you later” then hung up. He laid on his back on the sofa and messaged Juliana. “We need to talk”.

In a matter of minutes, she was in his house. He was wearing his Nike set of sweatpants and hoodie, hands on his pockets and walking around nervously.

“I knew you were longing for me” she said, approaching him and putting her hands on the back of his neck.

“You cannot text me things like that” he coldly stated. She took a step back, confused. “I’ve…” he paused, going around the kitchen counter to be as far from her as possible. “It’s not right, ok? Not for you, not for me. Just let’s move on separately, ok?”

“Why’s that all of sudden? Cause last week you were on my DMs asking if I were in London…” she told with her finger pointed to his face.

“I’ve met someone. I met her two months ago and we’re getting serious. Look, I know it’s my-“ he was saying but was interrupted.

“You texted me last week” she scoffed.

“I’m sorry, Juliana but-“

“Fuck you, for real” she said and left.

Richarlison took a deep breath and opened a bottle of wine. Who cared if the season was about to start and he had to be in great shape? He wanted to forget everything. Then it was time to call you.

He sent a message first. “Where are you? I’m worried.” You didn’t answer. Phone out of reach. He tried whatsapp calls. Nothing came from you. He knew you saw the picture and the message and as far as he knew you, it would be a big deal.

You weren’t like the other girls that came around. They were about sex, instagram stories, shallow dialogues, controlling him to dismiss the others. You came around and showed him places in London he didn’t know. The Italian restaurant of your first date was one of those. You cooked for him too, played FIFA with him even though you were terrible at it, sang pagode, taught him English through pop music, never made him do things “because you’re rich now”, had the same sense of humor, let him be him, cuddled him, listened to him, understood him… all of that in such a short time.

Where were you?

Hours later, his cousin sent him a message.

“Ay that ain’t your lil girl?” And he sent an instagram link of your post.

He saw the pictures one by one then the video. You were sexy, confident, beautiful. The lips of yours he missed on his. Your curvy body and juicy boobs under those clothes. The sassy attitude he loved on the low. One thing he noticed was the unusual amount of likes. Almost 300,000. And a comment by Drake himself.

———

“Drake commented on my fucking post!” You screamed to Pierre. You sent a screenshot to your friend Hannah, who was in Amsterdam, and she video called you right away.

“GIRL!” She screamed on the other side. You were trembling and giggling, your hands sweating and a face in disbelief

Comment: @/champagnepapi: major 🔥👨🏽‍🦯

You couldn’t believe it. Drake noticed you. Suddenly your heartbreak seemed so insignificant. You were that bitch.

Lies.

When you got back to the hotel, you took it all off and started crying again. On your phone, multiple calls from Richarlison laid on your screen. Rubbing your eyes, you felt your phone buzzing again. It was him. You answered it.

“What do you want?” You said, with a raspy voice.

All you heard was Richarlison’s breath on the other side of the phone. And you heard a knock on your hotel door.

To be continued.

[whorekneecentral]

boob or ass guys but only football players

I'll do it with the ones I write for :) 

mason - boob jack - ass  jude - probably both, more of a boob guy tho  neymar jr - both + thighs.  ruben - ass christian - boob kylian - ass + thighs  erling - boob, he likes to nap. I just know it.  richarlison - both + thighs

[kiminachi]

hiii cau u write something about richarlison being weak for neck kisses

Richarlison x Reader:

Prize of the Night

A/N: MY FIRST REQUEST!!

Though, thanks for requesting, I apologize if it is a bit short, but nonetheless I hope you enjoy reading!

Slight Smut || Continue with Caution ⚠️

Includes: Slight swearing, neck kissing, lust

It was the day of Brazils win against Serbia.

You and Richarlison were currently celebrating in your guys’ hotel room. Though, It wasn’t all so big as the actual celebration that occurred in the locker room, you and your lover decided to continue the celebration with just the two of you. And even if it was just the two of you, it was relaxed; You both enjoyed each others company to the max.

“I can’t get over that bicycle kick Richarlison!” You said, admiring over his skill. It was a game that was going absolutely no where, until your wonderful man scored the first goal.

“I’m flattered amor! I dedicate that one to you.” He replied with a smile. He pulled you closer to him on the couch, yearning for your affection. “In-fact, I dedicate everything to you, te amo tanto (I love you so much) (Y/N).”

Anything he said made your heart soar. He knew how to sugar you up, but you loved it. It reminded you about having a loving boyfriend who cares, and is here for the long run in this relationship. “You always know what to say querido.”

“Of course I do,” Richarlison leans close to your ear, “my beautiful girlfriend deserves the world.” That sweet, velvety voice that left his mouth made your heart flutter. However, you felt as if it was your turn to spice things up even more.

Taking a glance at his lips, you quickly lean in to kiss him, catching him off guard. He groaned in surprise, but soon the surprise turned into enjoyment, as the two of you were now making out. Every kiss deepens with love and passion.

Yet, with Richarlison completely mesmerized by your touch, you propped his back against the arm of the couch, putting your hand on his chest, then grabbing his chin with your other hand. You pull away from his lips to catch your breathe. You opened your eyes to see now that you were nearly on top of him. Taking advantage, you smirked saying “and you deserve my affection, let me pleasure you, bonito.”

-Richarlison’s P.O.V-

How could I say no? She knows my body, as much as I know hers. This was the real prize, the real accomplishment.

“You’ve already started, continue me dando prazer.” (Keep pleasuring me) replying to her. Closing in the gap once again, we kissed in desperation. Hearing her moan is music to my ears. Unexpectedly, she left my lips and started to kiss my jawline. I was in bliss, but I wanted more; I wanted her to move down to my neck. “(Y/N),” I huffed, “Kiss my neck bebê, please, preciso de você.” (I need you)

She let go from my jawline, “I was just getting there meu amor, trust the process,” then proceeded to go back. I closed my eyes, feeling her gradually go from my jawline, to my neck. She placed her soft, luscious lips on my sensitive neck and began to kiss it. I groaned in delight, I was moved from bliss to ecstasy under her touch. I throbbed with each nibble, and with her moan that vibrated my neck; I couldn’t contain myself. “Fuck, (Y/N)..”

I gently grabbed her hair and sunk into the lust that grew throughout the rest of the night.

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A/N: Thanks for reading~!! 🫶🫶

[erinistyping]

“Tf did you just call me?”

Note : I will be doing requests but it depends if this even gets any traction but  idk i hope you like this?? :))

Warning : Not much of a plot !!SMUT!!

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You always loved the way Richarlison’s lips felt on your skin, you always seemed to melt right into him every time he touched you. Right now you were sitting on your couch watching reruns of your favorite show, Meanwhile Richarlison was sitting on the opposite end of the couch on his phone. He was still upset from the fight you had earlier about Neymar getting "too close" today.

The thing is Neymar was your best friend and you were sure he didn't mean it like that , you were sure he didn't mean to overstep with Richy but you sure did get an earful after you got into the car. You couldn't quite understand why he was so upset and you weren’t sure if you wanted to find out.

Just then you got up and sat on his lap straddling him "What are you doing" he says not even looking up at you. "are you still mad at me baby?" you say leaning down to place kisses on his neck sucking lightly to leave a mark. "I can never stay mad at you, amor." he says while reaching down to grip your ass abandoning his phone. After hearing his words you smirked knowing it's true, you continued to kiss but harder but by this time you started to feel him getting hard. When he's finally had enough of your teasing his picks you up, throwing you over his shoulder and taking you to the bedroom.

When you got to the bedroom he immediately starts undressing gesturing you to do the same, and you do, taking off the shirt you had borrowed from him and some shorts you bought awhile ago leaving you in your Black lace bra and matching underwear, you go lay down on the bed. When he's finally done he looks at you a way you've never seen before..so dark..so much lust is in those eyes, you started getting wet just thinking about what he would do to you. 

As he started to walk over to you clenched your legs together to maintain to pool forming in your underwear, "getting wet already amor? I haven’t even touched you yet." he says smirking "i need you, please" you say as he pulls you legs apart replacing the empty space with his knee as he goes to kiss you, one hand reaching up to grip around your throat the other going down to slip into your underwear rubbing circles around your clit causing you to moan into the kiss. He never failed to make you feel good he always knew just what to do.

When his lips pulled away so did his hands causing your eyes to shoot open meeting his eyes he starts placing kisses down your body slowly while keeping eye contact causing a shaky breath to release from your lips.

When he finally reached your underwear he attached his teeth to the black lace and began dragging the lace garments off your legs painfully slow "fuck" you say between shaky breaths. When he has removed them he made his way to your heat blowing on your clit lightly causing you to attempt to rub your legs together to gain some friction. " ah..ah..ah" Richy says shaking his head 

"You needed me right? you nod "so be patient." he says dipping his head between your thighs "Oh..fuck" you say throwing your head back as he licks a stripe on your bundle of nerves inserting two fingers while he sucks on your clit "You’re so wet for me baby" as his fingers slide in and out of you the closer you got and he could tell, as you're moans got more high pitched and your breathing got deeper he went faster.

"Fuck Neymar" you whined before you could stop yourself. He stopped. Everything stopped. "Tf did you just call me?" He said loudly. Your eyes shot open. He had this cold expression on his face, one you've never seen before.

"Richy I-" You tried getting out " I didn’t mean for that to come out i'm sorry i don’t-" He walked out the room, only to come back a few seconds later with a a couple of ties. "Baby speak to me i'm sorry" You said quietly. 

He didn’t say a word he just began tying your wrists to the headboard, then your legs. “Eu vou te foder até você esquecer o nome dele amor” He says eerily, you know he’s mad he never ties you up unless you really fucked up and you know you fucked up. “eyes on me” he says as his fingers ghost over my body “Eyes on me. now.” he says rubbing your clit fast in circles as he attaches his mouth to your nipple. Making you gasp at the sudden contact “oh my god” you saying throwing your head back “Look at me” he reminds you. 

You could’ve cum just looking at him, Right when you were about to release he stopped, causing you to whine he gets up and goes to he nightstand to grab a condom, you bite your lip watching him put it on. “If you cum before i let you i’m stopping and you’re staying in here tied up all night. Understood?” He says firmly looking you straight in the eyes. “Understood.” You said nodding “Good Girl” he says with a kiss. 

Just then he rammed into you not giving you enough time to adjust “Fuck Richy” you moan “You like that huh?” he breathes out “You love it when i fuck you hard huh?” “answer me slut.” He says as he wraps a hand around my throat, squeezing slightly. “f-fuck y-yes” You moan “Fuck, it doesn’t matter how may times i fuck you, you’re always tight for me huh?” he says going faster “mmmhmmm” you answer unable to speak real words with the amount of pleasure he’s giving you. 

You could cum right now but remember what he said, it was getting harder to hold in toes curling. “Please baby” you moan “Please what amor” he says and you can tell he’s getting close “Please let me cum baby, please i’m sorry j-just please let me cum” you get out “ you wanna come baby? is that what you want” He says rubbing your clit giving you a push you didn’t need “ Yes! f-fuck please.” You say basically shouting. He leans over to your ear and whispers “Let it go bebê. Cum for me” You both cum together and he pulls out and unties you, rubbing your wrists. “what’s my name amor?” he says smiling at you “Richy stop” you say rolling your eyes giggling. 

“te amo meu menino lindo” 

“eu também te amo minha linda”

[applejuicefruit]

Aftercare with Richarlison please??🥺

Hii thank you for requesting this I hope you like it ❤️❤️

richarlison x reader

This is smut you must be 18+ to read this

Aftercare

let start by saying that he is always horny

like always

when he first met you he couldn’t keep his eyes off you

off your body

it was like a magnet to him

he wanted to touch you

and make love to you

but he knew that he had to make a first move otherwise he would have lost you

so he asked you our pretty sure you would say yes

in fact you said yes

and you started dating

sex came just after few weeks

because you were both horny

that man knew how to break you

he knew all of your right spots

what could make you scream

what could make you come in just a few minutes

he was a very kinky person

you’ve never tried anything with your exes so when richarlison brought the topic up you were ready to try new things

and boy you were grateful for him to introduce you in this world

he was a full dom in bed

he never let you taking control

he loved spanking you and edging you

of course everything with consent

you could have sessions that lasted hours

but after a long and exhausting night it was time for aftercare

he loved taking care of you

after having sex with him you couldn’t even move

so he would bring you to the bathroom

and let you in the bathtub

he wouldn’t join you tho

he want to be able to take care of you

so he sits on the edge of the bathtub and massages your shoulder

he washes your hair

he would put cream and lotion if you had bruises

he would praise you, something that you loved

“you did so good baby”

“i’m so proud of you”

“my baby, you’re amazing”

“i love you so much”

he would put you in his clothes, mostly his pajamas since it’s comfier

he would definitely change the dirty bed sheets to some clean ones

he would put you in bed and while you waited for him he would cook you your favorite meal

because you need to restore your energy

you always very pretty tired after having sex with him

so he would let you eat

and then you would fall asleep in his arms

while he would kiss your forehead and massage your shoulder

[holygrailimagines]

Attention

This is just smut and please be warned this is my first ever smut. Anyway, guys with big noses are top tier. 

Usually after a game, even if it's a loss, Richarlison would be so kind and gentle with you. Even if he was soaking with sweat, he would hold you tight and attack you with kisses, despite your protests. Although you do admit, you loved it when he did that. This time, it was different. 

As he walked off the field, sweaty with a sexy face of concentration, you ran up to him and practically jumped on him. To your surprise, he shrugged you off as if you meant nothing to him. You felt a pang in your heart as you watched him continue walking away to his locker room. Tears quickly welled up in your eyes as your face turned red with embarrassment. You quickly wiped your tears and left for your hotel. 

You were still stunned about what had happened, you replayed the entire day trying to figure out what you did wrong. Your thoughts were interrupted when the door to your hotel room opened and your boyfriend walked in. He nodded at you before heading into the shower, leaving you speechless yet again. You turned off the lights and buried yourself into the hotel bed, silently crying, not understanding where everything had gone wrong. 

You heard the shower turn off and the sound of shower curtains moving. You quickly wiped your tears and turned your back to the bathroom door, pretending to be asleep. You felt the bed dip behind you and you unintentionally let out the smallest sniffle. Just like that, the lights in the hotel room flashed on. 

“Meu amor, what’s wrong?” Rich asked, placing his hand on your shoulder and turning you to look at him. You looked up at him standing over you and rolled your eyes at him, 

“Why don’t you tell me?” You say as tears continue to run down your face. He furrowed his eyebrows as he removed the blanket from your body. 

“No nothing’s wrong, meu amor, why are you crying?” He asked again, sitting beside you. You wiped your tears and sat up on the bed. 

“You didn’t hug me, or kiss me. Usually you give me some sort of attention.” You explain, slightly embarrassed. His gaze softens and he lets out a sigh. 

“I’m sorry, amor. But that doesn’t mean there’s something wrong. I was just tired and frustrated about the game. It has nothing to do with you, I love you.” He said, reassuring you. You smile a bit, feeling somewhat relieved.

“I thought you were going to break up with me.” You finally let out. He chuckled in response. 

“Never, you are the love of my life.” He responds. 

He leans in to kiss you, his lips moving perfectly in sync with yours. You quickly sit on his lap, escalating the sweet kiss into a heated makeout session. You finally release each other for some air and you feel his hands gripping your waist. He begins to move them in circular motions and you feel his bulge against your clothed pussy. You can feel yourself getting wet. You bite your lip as he kisses your neck, making his way up to your jaw. He rips your tank top off, revealing your bare chest. Your nipples harden at the sudden cold air and he begins to lick them in circular motions. You couldn’t help the filthy moans leaving your mouth. He quickly put you on your hands and knees, pulling down his boxers in the process. He skillfully removed your panties, revealing your soaking cunt. 

“All this for me?” He asked teasingly. All you could do was nod frantically, moving your hips to feel just anything. One hand held your hip and the other gripped his cock, trailing his tip up and down your slit. You shuddered at the feeling. 

“Please,” you beg, looking back at him with pleading eyes, batting your eyelashes. 

“Please what?” He asked innocently. 

“Please fuck me. I want to feel you inside me.” You say and almost instantly, he slams himself inside you. You let out a yelp as he jackhammers into your tight pussy. He lets out ‘yeahs’ with each thrust as sweat begins to build up on his forehead. Both his hands are glued to your hips now, bound to leave purple marks. You couldn’t hold yourself up any longer as your upper body collapsed onto the bed, but Rich didn’t even flinch as he continued his powerful pace. It all felt so good. Your eyes began to well up with tears again as you sobbed into the duvet covers of the bed, gripping the sheets. 

Rich sees this and begins to slow down his pace in a painful and teasing way, “Why are you crying now, meu amor?” He cooed, pulling you up to his chest by your hair. 

“I love it, i love it, you feel so good,” you blabber on and on as drool seeps down your mouth. Rich sticks his thumb inside your mouth and watches as you embrace it with your tongue. He growls and pushes your head into the bed as he goes even faster, letting out grunts and groans. You began to shake uncontrollably as you let go, feeling euphoric. Rich whimpers as he emptied himself inside of you. He rolls off you and you both stay like that, trying to regain energy. 

“Was that enough attention for you?” Rich asks lovingly with a hint of mockery.

I love when Richarlison

[maneaterss]

hey babe! I’d like to request something with richarlison, maybe a bit of domestic fluff and just overall sweetness? Keep up the good work! ur stuff is so good^^

pairing: richarlison x insert

summary: making cookies with richarlison

cw: none

authors note: OFCCC AND TYSM i've been meaning to do ur req for a while, i didn't directly incorporated them having a kid because family can be just two people but kids are mentioned!!! SUPER SHORT but CUTE ASF.

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"why do they take so long to cook." richarlisons dragged on, groaning as he paced around the kitchen.

"it has one more minute on the timer- and anyways its literally been ten minutes of them cooking." you laughed, pulling your oven mitts on.

richarlison groaned again as he continued waddling around the island, "why did we even have to bake cookies for fun- why not a cake?" you found this funny because he was the one insisting he wanted to decorate cookies when you wanted to make actual food.

you pulled the cookies out of the oven and tore the mitts off- discarding them onto the counter top as you placed the cookie tray next to the various colors of icing.

the first designs you did were cute little hearts whilst richarlison drew himself kicking a soccer-ball.

"oh i have an idea- we have to guess what our cookies are." he proposed and you smirked and got right to work, so did he stealing your icing color from you on multiple occasions.

once finished you slid your first cookie to his side of the table, "guess."

"is it a spider?" he was trying his hardest to not offend your otherwise 'beautiful' artwork. richarlison picked up your cookie and examined every angle of it, "fireworks?"

you sighed, sliding your next cookie over- "it was a flower." you rolled your eyes. richarlison picked this cookie up and laughed, "you could've drawn anything and you drew a flower and pig?"

"you act like your ideas are any better, let me see!" he revealed his first cookie, a big yellow blob of icing and black lines. "this looks like a minion.. clearly i am carrying the artistic abilities in this relationship."

richarlison snatched the cookie back, "its a bee, genius," he stuck his tongue out at you, revealing his last cookie, a line of... people?

"two people holding a bag?" you pointed to the long circle in the middle of the two stick figures.

richarlisons leaned over the cookie, pointing at the bald stick figure, "me," and then the one with long hair, "you,"

and then he pointed to what now looked like another stick figure- that lacked arms and legs and looked like it had an eggshell for a body- "our baby!"

you smiled as you looked at the cookie, sure it was a stupid cookie design but it warmed your heart at the thought that you could have a family with him one day.

you kissed his nose, "i hope our baby will have a nose and mouth," you teased- an obvious dig at his poor artwork. he blushed as you mentioned our baby.

walking around the island you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss- he grabbed your hips and pulled you impossibly close to him and he leg his hands traveling downward, you pulling away.

"just cause we talked about babies doesn't mean we're making one right now, help me clean up." you teased again.

[nymrs]

could you write a smut about one night stand or fwb with richarlison?

#1. IMPATIENT | Richarlison

Summary: friends with benefits

Genre: smut

Pairings: Richarlison x female reader

"Thank you so much for coming with me Rich", you tried to hide your downcast expression with a gratifying smile. Richarlison gnawed on his bottom lip as he deeply looked into your eyes, it was like he could see right through you. "No problem, boo. It would be depressing being the only single here", he scrunched his face up, softly poking your nose tip with his index finger.

Your best friend just got married. The whole squad was taken or even engaged, so you felt a little embarrassed attending the wedding alone. Luckily, Richarlison, who you’ve ironically met on another friends wedding, offered to go with you to make it a bit less awkward for you.

Being on that wedding, the pair of you couldn’t help but remember the first time you’ve met. The way you’ve had eye contact all evening, until he finally asked you for a dance. A dance that was such a catastrophe due to the amount of alcohol you two drank that night. Still, you had a good time foolishly moving around, getting lost in each others eyes every now and then. Though you weren’t the person for a simple hookup, you couldn’t resist his charm and ended up in his bed this night. What you thought would be your first - and last - one night stand, turned out to be a friendship of three years now. Admittedly, you’ve repeated that 'one night stand' one too many times, making him the only man you had such an intimidate relationship with since the two of you met.

Some drinks later, you couldn’t wait to get home as Richarlison kept on sliding his large hands up and down your thighs under the table. His simple touch sent goosebumps all over your body. "Would it be appropriate for us to leave now?", he whispered into your ear, making you tilt your head at the tingling sensation of his breath on your neck. "Yes", you decided and quickly stood up from your seat. Grabbing his hand, you dragged him to the just married couple, congratulating them once more. "Tomorrow's going to be such an exhausting day, I really do need some rest", you explained yourself after telling them you and Richarlison are already leaving. Your best friends eyes wandered back and forth between the two of you, knowing exactly what was going on. "I know, it’s alright. Don’t go too hard on yourself, yeah?", she tried to hide her smirk. You hugged her goodbye and rushed out of the hall, jumping into the car and getting home the fastest you could.

Unlocking his entrance door, Richarlison couldn’t stop but chuckle at your needy behaviour, while you impatiently waited for him to finally get you inside. "Fucking get in there already", you mumbled in a low tone, still loud enough for him to hear. "Into the house or into you?", he raised one eyebrow looking down at you, a cheeky smile forming in his face. You returned his gaze, then slightly pushed him forward when you heard the door clicking open. Not even giving him the time to get off his shoes and jacket, you smashed your lips onto his. As you quietly moaned against each others lips, you pulled of his jacket and tossed it on the floor while his hands found their way down your body, kneading your butt and giving it some squeezes. Wrapping one leg around his waist in order to pull him closer, you were able to feel his huge bulge. "So hard… already", you muttered, making Richarlison distancing himself from your lips. "Are you trying to tell me that you’re not that wet?", he menacingly asked. His hand lightly stroke over your sweet spot through the fabrics, before he pulled your panties aside and thrusted two of his fingers inside without a warning, causing you to moan out loudly. "Fuck you’re dripping wet. No wonder you couldn’t even wait for us to get into the bedroom", he stammered out as you threw your head back in pleasure. He enjoyed the view of you melting into his hands, hearing you moan out his name as his long fingers curled inside of you. You let out a whimper of desperation when he took his fingers out, only to see him changing positions and now pushing you against the wall. He lifted up your dress, revealing your ass and throbbing pussy to him as you bent over just a little. You felt his length teasing your entrance, slowly sliding up and down, before he pushed his shaft inside. Your moans got louder as he went deeper with every thrust. "You’re so tight Y/N, God", he managed to say through gritted teeth the moment he started pulling on your hair. The hall was filled with echoes of your moans mixed with chants of his name and the noise of his balls clapping against you. "Faster, faster", you cried out as your legs trembled in pleasure. He wrapped his free hand around your throat, making you let out just muffled noises as you gasped for air. "Fuck, you love my dick don’t you? No one fucks you the way I do huh?" His voice kept on getting deeper, meaning his high was just about to build up. "Tell me, who fucks you the best?", he demanded, you shortly flinched when he slapped your butt cheek, leaving a red mark. "You Rich, only you", you responded in between the groans. You cried out his name a few times ago, and that was when you finally felt him twitch inside of you. He quickly pulled out of you and pushed you onto your knees as he kept on stroking on his cock. You licked on his tip, bobbing your head back and forth in a slow pace as you took him fully in. Richarlisons eyes rolled back, whimpering at the sensation he felt. You continued to gag on his dick when you suddenly felt shots of his warm juice going down your throat. He held the back of your head, forcing you to take in his entire length as his legs got weak and he couldn’t help but moan out your name. When he was finished, you licked his dick clean, earning some light pats on your cheek. "You’re such a good girl for me."

[freshfraise]

FULL OF SURPRISES - PART 2

pairing: richarlison x reader

summary: Y/N is lavishly flown to Qatar to accompany her industrious boyfriend in the World Cup. When Richarlison finally manages to get an evening off his busy schedule, he makes sure not to waste a second more away from his solicitous girlfriend, whose mind is occupied by one shameless scenario. Him, her and their massive private pool.

author’s note: enjoy :) + apologies for any bad portuguese - PURE EXPLICIT CONTENT/SMUT!!! You’ve been warned lol — (also i can’t believe i spelt surprised wrong in my last title 😭😭)

He walks us down the pool steps, and his hands stay glued to mine even in water. He peppers heavy kisses alongside my neck and collarbone, forcing me to produce light whimpers in response. The kiss was frantic. My legs still are wrapped around his, trying to relieve any friction.He pecked me on my cheeks, nose then chin before kissing me on my lips. Tongues grazing and biting my bottom lip, a raspy groan emitted from his throat making my back arch from the pool wall. We pull back from each other, and take in each other's state. I look at him, a slender silver chain hanging from his neck.

Richarlison re-positioned me so I was right on top of him. His hand ran through my navel, caressing my skin, eventually travelling to the curve of my lower back. His hand touched the button of my bikini top and he looked at me.

“Can I?” He whispered, I nodded embarrassingly fast hoping that it would satisfy his question, but it didn’t. “Use your words, princesa.” He said, with a stupid grin on his face.

“Please.” I said little under a whisper, shame coursing through my body at my eagerness. His eyes solely stared at my lips as I commented. Biting back down a smirk, he made his way to my back. I leaned down to his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around me to unhook each button. My skin came in close contact with his chain, stinging my skin with its frigid touch. He was smooth with each clasp, soothing every fragment of exposed skin that was left under the cover of my top.

Once finally removing my top, he embraced my chest and began to leave love bites in the valley of my breasts. Shuddering moans left my mouth involuntarily which in turn, made Richarlison ridiculously lustful. He shifted under me and his chain glistened against the city lights. He noticed my staring and I realised my slight obsession with it.

Before getting to react, he unclipped the chain and clipped it around my neck.

“Fuck. It definitely looks better on you.” Richarlison practically groaned out, adjusting the necklace against my breasts. Spontaneously, I decided to pick it up and place it between my teeth and suck on it. After popping it out, I could’ve sworn I heard a weak whimper from him. His hands moved to my lower half, smoothing the material of my swim bikini. He peels my bottoms off me as I look down at his black trunks before he quickly begins to unzip them.

Once it was off, we attached our lips together once again, fitting together like the missing puzzles in a puzzle piece. His tongue intertwined with mine, leaving absolutely no room for breathing. His hands moved against my skin frenetically, cupping and squeezing my breasts making me moan deeply into our kiss. I firmly grabbed onto his broad shoulders, guttural groans leaving his mouth. I shivered at his noises, adjusting my position on him. His head whipped back, breathing heavily.

“Deus, a maneira como você se move deve ser ilegal.” (God, the way you move should be illegal.) He stated, completely exasperated, his mouth slack and his eyes glued to our bodies. I smirked confidently and before I even got to relish in any sort of cockiness or superiority, he grabbed my throat with his ringed hand and began to shift under me, with the pressure of the water creating a sensational feeling. An unmanageable amount of whines and moans left my mouth.

“I hate you.” I declaimed in embarrassment of how quickly he can make me submit to him, my head leaning back to the ceiling.

“No, you don’t.” He replied, grabbing the tip of my jaw with his thumb and forefinger and reconnecting our lips. As we kissed roughly once again, I got off him and submerged into the water. I pulled him down to meet me underwater, air bubbles floating around our faces, I smiled at him before closing the gap between us. I kiss him again, my hand firmly planted on my jaw and his hands on my lovehandles.

We emerged from the water and I practically whined at the lack of touch. “Touch me, please , just touch me.”

“You want me to touch you?” He asked shamelessly, wanting to hear me beg. I nodded in response. “Is that so?” Richarlison questioned, cupping my face. “Well, what do you say then?” He whispered, our faces in such close proximity that his breathing made my eyelashes flutter.

“Please.” I moaned out, my back arching uncontrollably.

“Good girl.” He began to lower his fingers towards my heat, past the water, and swiped his fingers through my mess.

“Tão viciante. Why are you so fucking addictive? Your lips,” He began kissing me, before ripping apart from me. “-addictive. Your skin,” His tongue swiped against the skin on my neck. “-addictive. You,” Richarlison dragged his hands against the curve of my body seductively. “-so, so fucking addictive.”

“Richarlison, I need you in me now.” I breathed out, almost under a whisper. The truth being, if he said anymore, I would come before he properly even touched me.

He stared into me, silenced by the request I gave him. He bit his lip and opened his mouth to confirm and I nodded my head before he even finished asking. He turned me around, as I faced the city view as he stood behind. Before I realised, he was placing himself in me, a loud and throaty moan erupted from Richarlison’s mouth. He felt so good, it didn’t even feel real. His hands were on my waist, as my eyes were pinched shut. He guided me rocking back and forth as I rode him. I brought his chain back up to my mouth and bit on the tip of the silver, restricting my noise. Deciding to go at a slightly faster pace, He pounds into me hard, a moan leaving my mouth. He filled me up, as I practically felt his bulge in my stomach. His hands left my waist, as he ran his hands through his hair and then started to grip onto my ass. Another whine left me, as I felt his piercing hands on me.

“Tell me how you feel.” Richarlison demanded, through moans. I don’t know if I had the capacity to speak or if I could. Pure pleasure and bliss took over my body, leaving me no choice but to ignore his request.

One of his hands wrapped around my lower waist and the other grabbed my neck, squeezing the sides. It felt euphoric and I was once again moaning. “Princesa, I said tell me how you feel, speak to me.”

“Good, Rich. So fucking good.” I could practically hear the smug, satisfied smile that formed on his face as he continued pounding into me so hard that tears clouded up my vision. Wanting to hear him vocal again, I began to sink all the way down him, making him create the most confounding and intense moan I’ve ever heard and I was completely adherent to it.

“Oh my God, - Por favor, assim mesmo.” (Please, just like that) He groaned hard, the water splashing against our torsos. Somehow, I sank even lower, and his cock confidently reached my G-spot. Before I cried out in intense pleasure, he cupped my mouth to prevent extreme levels of noise leaving the room. I was still biting on Rich’s chain, my red lipstick staining his silver. I bounced up and down his length, as he leaned forward, creating a love bite on the left side of my neck as I moaned overtly. I kept bouncing up and down, a ringing clapping noise filling the room with the sounds of our skin. Rich’s hands made their way back to my hips and started slamming me down into him.

“Richarlison, oh my-“ I responded to his motion, black mascara stained tears falling down my cheeks. “I love it when you say my name like that..” He said between pounds.

Before getting to reply, my body shakes and tightens around him as I’m a couple rides away from coming. “How are you this tight?- Oh-” He muttered in disbelief, his moans thundering throughout the room.

“I’m so close-” I essentially scream out, my climax reaching me. Richarlison’s pace goes faster, slamming into me with such force, leaving both of us a whimpering mess.

“Y/N-, just come all over me.”

My climax hits me, ecstasy spilling out of me as I come in him. Leaking everywhere, he carried on and groaned with every hit whilst every limb of mine shook. The water suddenly began to feel heavy, as it began to feel like I was floating. Eventually, he came too with an accompanying booming groan leaving his lips as he filled me up. Every nerve in my body and brain was electrified. My body had a temporary paralysis, my mind unable to process the pleasure so fast. I fell backwards into him, shaking in his hold as he wrapped his arms around me. Pulling out of me, I realised just how sore I am, but all is forgotten as I’m in his hold showered with Richarlison’s kisses.

“That was a great surprise, princesa.” He whispered into my ear, kissing the back of my neck.

“Sim,” I agreed and turned around to face him, leaving a kiss. “But didn’t you score twice today?” He smiles and looks me straight in the eye. “What are you suggesting?” He says, tilting his head.

“Dupla surpresa?”