"It already started?"
"It's about to, please don't forget the beers and snacks!" Y/N yells from the living room couch, and Harry rushes to her side.
"I'm here." He leaves everything on the coffe table. "You're nervous?" He asks, noticing how his girlfriend's knee trembles. "Relax, lovie."
"I can't. We haven't won anything in years, H." She says, running a hand through her hair. "At least I have you here with me."
Harry smiles compassionately, he knows that because of all the Covid and her living in another country with him, she cannot watch the game with her family like she used to.
"Look, it's starting!" Harry points to the big screen of their tv, where the players line up to sing the anthem for each country.
He watches and listens carefully to his girl sing excited and nervous, and when the referee blows the whistle at the start of the game she takes her beer and swallows a large amount of it.
"Oi, save something for halftime!" He jokes, and she laughs, which calms her down a bit.
Ten minutes went to the game, and Y/N was getting more and more nervous.
"That was a foul!" She screams, getting up from the couch and Harry jumps in his place. "It has to be a free throw, Harry!"
"Yeah, you're right." He replied, although his attention was not on the television, but on the girl next to him.
"Nooo!" She screamed when the player missed the goal. "Shit, shit, shit."
And so she went on for a few more minutes, and Harry felt a little guilty, because he really should be watching the game with his girlfriend and cheering with her.
It's just that something inside him vibrated every time she got up from the couch to yell at the players, and insult to the air.
"Yes, yes! Go on." She screamed, getting up. "Goal!! Shit, fuck, goal!" Y/N celebrated, throwing herself over the brunette to leave a chaste kiss on his rosy lips. "If we won, I'll give you a blowjob."
And that motivated him to raise his arms and applaud for his girlfriend's team.
The game was very good, seriously. But he couldn't focus because of the erection on his sweat pants. Y/N didn't seem to notice, very focused.
"God, this shit is eternal." She snorted, running a hand over her face. "The beer is not enough for the twenty minutes left."
"Twenty minutes" Harry thought. "More than enough."
He gasped hearing his girlfriend say something again about how one of the players couldn't continue with a play, and he felt his member throb on his pants.
"Fuck." He whispered.
The girl was still watching the tv, so she didn't notice when he got off the couch to kneel on the floor in front of her, and begin caressing her thighs and leaving kisses on the fabric of her leggings.
"H, what is it?" She asked, without taking her eyes off one of the players who claimed foul.
"Let me, baby." He begged, looking at her with those green orbs that she and everyone loved. "Please, i need to taste yeh."
Y/N bit her lip, looking down to find her man kneeling in front of her, begging. And suddenly the game didn't seem that important. But she had to keep watching, they were winning and it was the final game.
She spread her legs slowly, letting him work his way between them and continue to leave kisses on her cloth-covered inner thighs, knowing that it turned her on.
And it was working, because the neck of the beer bottle was being squeezed between her fingers, and she had to leave it on the coffee table to avoid making a mess.
"My love, please." Harry whispered, inhaling and feeling her scent enter his nostrils, causing his cock to harden even more. "Fuck."
And Y/N knew there's nothing that pleases her boyfriend more than letting him eat her out, so she slowly caressed his cheek, and nodded.
While the brunette quickly doffs her body garments from the waist down, she continues to watch the game, blurting out a few comments.
"Damn fucking pla... Ah!" She stuttered, letting out an obscene moan as Harry's tongue slid across her cunt, and he moaned, sending vibrations through her entire body. "Oh, Har."
"I fucking love your taste." He murmured, while still sucking. "I could cum with just your cunt, honey."
"Harry, go on." She demanded, wrapping his already grown locks in her hand and tugging a bit, causing him to let out a groan. "Make another goal!" She spoke to the tv.
"So greedy." He said, connecting his eyes with her face and sucking on her clit, causing her to let out a little cry. "Yeah, you like it when i lick your little button, mhm?"
At this point, Y/N had her head resting on the back of the sofa, breathing heavily and just thinking about cumming, without having time to be embarrassed by the noises her wetness made.
"Yes, yes." She moaned, feeling her legs shake with pleasure.
Harry was also on cloud nine, savoring all his love had to give, feeling the precum stain his shorts without caring a shit, and letting her rub her hips against his face like it was the last orgasm of her life.
He continued sucking and slowly sliding his tongue until it was in front of her entrance, beginning to put it inside her, simulating thrusts that had both with their eyes in white.
"God, H." She moaned, forgetting the game, the team, and even her damn name. "I'm close."
And he sped up his movements, wrapping one of his hands around her thighs and bringing the other to her clit, making her tremble, moaning desperately in search of her release.
Finally her back arched off the couch, and Harry rolled his eyes in pleasure as he felt her tightened against his tongue, letting out more of that taste that made him insane, and he licked it all off, until his girl tugged at his hair indicating that she was already overstimulated.
He didn't care that his cock was still hard as a rock, he only took care of cleaning her with a napkin and pulling up her pants so they could snuggle up on the couch.
"Three minutes to go, damn, we're going to win." She said, out of breath. "Maybe you gave me good luck."
He only laughed, leaving a kiss on her forehead, focused for the first time in the game.
When the referee blew the whistle indicating that was over and that the country of Y/N had now won a cup after years, they both let out shouts of joy and hugged each other.
"Yesss!!!" She screamed, tears of excitement sliding down her cheeks. "We won!"
"You won, bubs." He screamed, excited to see the love of his life with eyes shining with joy, and a huge smile on her beautiful face.
"Okay, take your pants off."
"What?" Harry asked in surprise, caught off guard.
"Yeah, i said that if we won I was going to suck you off." She answered as if nothing. "Don't you want to? You're still hard."
Ah, it seems that her team is not the only who's gonna win something tonight.
And he was going to make sure there were plenty of rewards.
