Football Smuts

Reflection ft. Neymar

"Paris Saint-Germain forward Neymar has announced that he and his girlfriend Bruna Biancardi are expecting their first child together." - So basically, he's been fucking. 

- Well fuck! I didn't expect that; this was not on my 2023 bingo list. But congratulations to Neymar and Bruna Biancardi!!! 

- Anyways, back to the good ole smut. 

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You looked back at your reflection. A black silk dress that stopped mid-thigh and was dangerously close to revealing a cheek. The dress hugged your body perfectly, every crevice and curve accentuated. It snugs your frame just right, almost teasingly, and you couldn't help the way your fingertips roamed over your body.

Whenever you cleaned up, you cleaned up damn well. Your eyes narrowed at the sight of yourself more.

"What a self-conceited woman," your boyfriend joked from where he lay. You snapped out of your trance, finding his teasing gaze from the mirror's reflection.

You returned the smirk, "When you look this good, it's hard not to be," shifting your body and your hips so your backside could be seen through the mirror. You eyed your ass in the tight material, satisfied at the silk stretch over your curve.

"minha linda menina." Neymar agreed, letting his eye rest once more. A smile fell on your glossed lips, a warmth spreading through your chest at his compliment. Minha linda menina. ForYou would take that compliment from a man as nonverbal as Neymar and never let it die.

The more you looked at yourself, you noticed the steel grey zipper stitched in the material. It brought you back to your senses, remembering you'd now have to switch into more comfortable clothing to sleep.

Although you wish you had more moments to appreciate the dress, you feel yourself slowly growing tired. You stretched your arm behind your back, fingers attempting to find the zipper. When you managed to get the lever, you felt your arm struggle to pull it downwards.

You frowned, trying once, twice and another time. The muscles in your bicep begin to burn from the movements, so you let your arm fall.

"hey baby," you called out to your lover, eyeing him through the mirror's reflection. You saw him open his singular eye, a lazy hum vibrating from this throat, "c'mere and help me with my zipper?"

"can't do anything without my help, needy woman", he sighed, lifting himself from the bed. he stretched his limbs with a groan before walking towards you.

You felt his presence behind you, so you playfully rolled your eyes, assuring he could see you through the reflection. "I'm just so helpless without my powerful and reliable boyfriend," you fed on his ego, slapping his thigh encouragingly.

"I mean, I am firm and reliable."

"that you are, my love."

"I'm also very skilled and observant. Would never let you get hurt."

"ah, whatever would I do without you?"

through the mirror, your ney gave you one of his rare smiles— exposing his adorable left dimple, pearly whites flashing, cheeks stretching wide. You cherished whenever the man would smile like this since it only ever came every once in a blue moon.

You granted him a smirk, slapping his thigh once more, "Now get on with it, my knight in shining armour."

He gently kissed the crevice of your neck before putting his hands to work. You watched as he slowly moved your hair out of the way, dragging the zipper down. His tongue poked at the inside of his cheek, and you ignored the brewing heat in your stomach.