𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | footballers

˚˖✧ 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐦: 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 / 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 dating Jude for a while now. Making it public was what you wanted - not what he wanted. You hated the way people threw themselves at Jude, especially girls. You wanted everyone to know that he was yours.

Jude was getting ready for training and you watched him in silence. You were sitting on your shared bed in his house in Dortmund, playing with the fabric of your PJ's.

"Jude..." you said. He turned around to you after fixing his hair, giving you a questioning look before walking up to you and sitting next to you.

"Yes, my love?"

"I want them to know."

Jude frowned, not understand what you were trying to say at first. You sighed.

"I want everyone to know that we're dating."

He looks at you, his expression unreadable as he shakes his head slightly.

"Why? We're good like this. Nobody needs to know."

He'd been saying this for as long as you know. And you hated it. You felt like a secret, like he was ashamed of you.

"Are you ashamed of me? I don't get what's so bad about people knowing about us."

Jude got up before picking up his bag. His back now facing you, he raised his voice.

"I just don't want them to know, okay? Why can't you just forget about this? We're okay like this. I already told you I don't care about the others."

With that he left you alone in the bedroom. Your heart felt heavy inside of your chest and you felt like throwing up due to the mixed feelings and signals you kept on getting from him. You just didn't understand why he wouldn't make it official to the world.

Later, when it was almost time for him to come home, you went downstairs to cook his favorite meal. Even though you were mad at him, you know how hungry he gets after training and since you love him so much, you decided to make him happy with a meal.

You were almost done when he came home and he stepped inside of the kitchen, watching you cook. You heard the door but you didn't know if he came into the kitchen since he faced your back.

"I'm home, babe."

He walked towards you to wrap his arms around your waist. He left a little kiss on your neck, but you didn't really react to his small actions.

"Hi."

Jude immediately knew something was wrong and he knew exactly what. Usually you'd ask him how training was and you'd kiss him and tell him how much you loved and missed him. He sighed loudly as he turned you around by the waist so you could face him.

"I'm sorry for earlier, baby. I just don't want them to talk shit about you. Or to make rumours about you. I don't want you to feel like there's no privacy in your life. You know how fans can be."

You look at him and you were about to open your mouth to speak when he gently put his thumb on your lip to interrupt you.

"I'm not ashamed of you. Don't you ever think something like that. I love you more than anything, you know that. You're everything to me. If you want I'll make it public."

He now stroked your cheek, his expression the softest you had ever seen. He leaned in and kissed you in the most gentle way possible, making you feel like something exploded inside of your stomach.

Wrapping your arms around his neck you leaned into the kiss, his arms strongly around your waist as he presses you against the kitchen counter, the food you had prepared long forgotten. His body was pressed against yours and you were scared of your heart beating too loud.

He let go of your lips to kiss your sensitive spot behind your ear. A soft moan escaped your lips.

You put the palm of your hands against his chest for support, the feeling of his muscles leaving you vulnerable. He picked you up quickly, putting you down on the couch in the living room. He kissed your neck for a while, earning soft moans from you whenever he started sucking down your skin.

He kneeled down in front of you, as he unbuttoned your jeans, pulling them down with ease. He wasted no time and took down your panties too, leaving you vulnerable in front of him.

"Be a good girl and be loud for me, alright love?"

His words caught you by surprise. It was one of the first times you heard jude say something dirty like that. You didn't have any time to respond, as he attached his mouth to your wetness.

His hands guided your legs around his shoulders, as he flicked his tongue, leaving you a moaning mess. You closed your eyes, overwhelmed by the pleasure of it all. Your fingers found the way to his hair, pushing him further into you.

"I know you can be louder than that, baby. Let me hear you."

His words sent vibrations to you and you couldn't help but get louder with his actions. he pushed two fingers into you, making you feel lost under his touch.

"I'm... I'm close, Jude..." you confessed.

He nodded into you, increasing the pressure and speed of his fingers. You felt yourself getting weaker under his touch and your legs shook lightly as you met your high.

His hand held your thighs, keeping you in place. As the orgasm washed over you, Jude picked you up.

"I'm not done with you. Let's take a shower."