Y/n x Jil Roord
*Y/n's pov*
We were sitting in private seats above the crowd. We were the US play Canada, Jil was sitting next to me as were were watching the game.
"I think Canada will win." Rachel Daly says.
"Nah, I think the US will win this one." Leah Williamson replies.
"Who are you rooting for?" Jil asks.
I look over at her. "What?" I ask.
"I asked you, who you were rooting for." Jil says.
"I'm rooting for the US. It's an easy win for them, Canada is playing sloppy they're making a lot of mistakes. That's why the US is getting the ball and scoring so much." I say. "Besides it doesn't really matter who wins we'll be playing the team who wins the game. The Main question is who's gonna be the last 2 teams standing?" I reply.
"Wow never really thought about it like that." Lucy replies.
I go bs k to watching the game, I look in the corner of my eye when I feel someone was looking at me. Jil was looking at my crotch, she was most definitely turned on. She squirms a bit in her seat, I look over at her confused.
"You okay?" I ask.
"Yeah I'm good." She lies, i nod and turn my attention back to the game. I smirk to myself when I notice something. Jil notices this and laughs at me.
"What? Why are you smirking?" She asks.
"Look at Rose and the girl next to her." I reply.
Jil looks in Roses direction and blushes darkly. "Her hand is near her private section." She replies, not believing the sight before us.
I laugh at Jil's reaction. I lean towards her a bit and whisper in her ear. "They're definitely fucking later." I simply say.
Jil squirms a bit in her chair. I smirk as I can tell she's getting turned on by this.
"What makes you think they'll be fucking later?" Jil asks.
"Rose has her hand in the girls bulge, the girl has a dick." I simply reply.
"What? How can you tell that from here?" Jil asks.
"Look at Roses hand and then look up, you'll see it." I reply.
*Jil's pov*
I look where she's telling me to look and notice what she's talking about. I blush darkly when I notice it. I saw her bulge and saw Roses hand on it.
Y/n smirks at me. "They're definitely fucking later."
I squeeze my thighs together as the thought of them fucking crosses my mind I feel myself getting more and more wet at the thought as I continue thinking about it.
We continue watching the game. The game ends with the US wining 4-0, we get up for a break. The next game doesn't start for another hour, the next game was Australia vs France. I get up and head to the bathroom, when I come out I turn to the left and see Y/n talking to Sam Kerr, Jessie Fleming, Alex Morgan and Kelly O'Hara. I make my way over to them as I hear my name being said.
"What were you saying?" I ask.
"See say her name and she appears." Y/n says.
They all laugh. "I was telling them how we knew that the US was going to win the game." Y/n says.
I nod. "Oh really? I thought it was a great game." I reply.
"Thank you." Sam Kerr and the other 2 girls say.

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One Shots (Book 1 of 5)
FanfictionThis is a story of one shots. This story will include USWNT players along with other female players from other countries the pov is from Y/n different people with the same name but the character y/n is a girl who is Intersex Warning: This book will...