WOSO Imagines

Guro Reiten - F****** Arsenal

That was it then.

Out of the Champions League, out of the FA Cup and now lost the league as there was no way Chelsea would drop points now.
You knew it was 'just a game' but you were pissed off. You turned the tv off opting to sit in silence, you knew there would be gloating later when you met up with your girlfriend who just so happened to be a Chelsea player.
You weren't a football player.
You worked in finance but lived near Kingsmeadow and had met Guro Reiten when her team partied at the same club one night where you and your friends had been.
You had always been an Arsenal fan, your whole family were, your Dad had opted to take you to women's games back when you were little as there was zero chance then of any fights kicking off amongst rival fans. You had seen Kelly Smith play and decided there and then women's football was better than men's.
Your silence was disturbed by the vibrating of your phone on the coffee table.
"Well, fuck." You said in greeting to the incoming phone call.
"We will be. Tonight." She replies in a low voice.
You tried to change the subject.
"You seemed angry during the game." You asked, concerned.
"Don't worry y/nn, I won't take my anger out on you, just on your tight pussy." She replied matter of fact.
You roll your eyes, you should have known Guro would take the conversation back to where she wanted it to be.
"Keep your Arsenal shirt on later." She breathed into the phone.
"I want to fuck you from behind just like I did your team."