Football Oneshots

*Pedri - Celebrate

*TW: SMUT
(It is my first time writing smut, so please be kind. I will put another warning before that part starts.)

Today is the day that we had all been waiting for, for many years. Barcelona have finally won La Liga.

Tonight has been a long time coming and we all couldn't be happier. As the whistle blew signalling the end of the match, everyone from the Barca bench ran to the field to celebrate.

Anna, Mikkey and I stood there in awe, more emotional than anything. We know how hard they've worked this season, and it's so rewarding to see it all finally pay off.

After the team go into the dressing room, we make our way down as well, wanting to join in on the celebrations. Before we even got anywhere near, we could hear the music and screaming.

Mikkey poked her head slightly into the room to make sure it was alright for us to join. As soon as Frenkie spotted her, he immediately ran to her, lifting her in his arms, spinning her around. Anna and I walk in as well, seeing water all over the floor and everyone jumping around.

I congratulate everyone that I see, up until my eyes land on Pedri. With all of the chaos, he didn't notice us come in. I immediately run to him, throwing my arms around him.

"I'm so proud of you," I whisper, as he pulls me into his arm.

"I couldn't have done it without you, mi vida," he replies in-between placing kisses all over my face.

"Ew, okay enough of this," Gavi says interrupting us. "It's time to go celebrate!" He shouts, and everyone joins in.

Once everyone got changed, we all made our way to one of the player's houses. I'm not sure who's it is, but everyone is here, even the coaching and medical staff.

I immediately get Pedri and I drinks, more than ready to celebrate. The adrenaline is still pumping, and everyone is having the time of their lives.

Pedri goes to sit down on a patio chair outside and pulls me down to sit on his lap. We watch as everyone goes wild outside.

We spent the next few minutes laughing and talking, finally getting to enjoy our time together. He's been under an immense amount of stress and pressure over the last few months, wanting to score more goals, win more games, and try to come back from a very lengthy injury.

"Hate to interrupt you two," Sira, Ferran's girlfriend, says as she stands in front of us. "But do you mind if I steal your girlfriend? It's been a while since we last had a night like this," she says, directing her words to Pedri.

I turn to look at him, not wanting to leave him alone at a moment like this. His eyes flutter between the two of us as a menacing smile grows on his face.

"Fine, but remember I get her back at the end of the night," he replies, kissing my cheek. I get up and grab Sira's hands as we make our way to the dance floor.

As the music starts to play, Sira and I grab onto each other and start to dance as some of the players start to join us. I feel eyes on me, and surely enough, I see Pedri watching, looking me up and down. When I notice him looking, I decide to dance more provocatively, moving my body more sensually. I wink at him and focus my attention back to Sira.

I feel a familiar pair of hands on either side of my hips as he pulls my body back up against his.

"Mind if I steal her back?" Pedri asks, grinding his hard length up against me. I melt into him, letting him take full control of my body.

"Go ahead," Sira says, walking away from us with a smirk plastered on her face.

Pedri's hands wrap around my waist as he places gentle kisses down the side of my neck. I bite my lip at the contact, desperate for more.