Smut
"Congrats captain"
Ben turned around at the sound of your voice. "She's right there" Marc whispered. "How are you even here? I thought... I thought" he shuttered, hugging you. "Oh shit sorry I'm too sweaty" he said, trying to pull away but you held him tightly. "I just want to hug my sweaty boyfriend while he's where the captain armband" you giggled. "If that's what you want" he shrugged. "I want a lot more, but we're in public and you gotta sign those things" you winked while pulling away. "I would take you right here if I could" he whispered dirty in your ear. "Patience, love" you said, letting him sign and take pictures with the fans.When he was ready, showered and smelling good, you were ready to go. Or so you thought. Outside the stadium were more fans waiting for the players to sign their t-shirts, so you assured Ben it was okay and went to the hotel by yourself.
"Finally! I'm so tired" Ben huffed, kicking off his shoes. "Are you?" You asked, uncrossing your legs so he could see your cunt. "Maybe I'm not" he said, crawling up to you. "Maybe I can pleasure you still" he whispered against your mouth. "I want to pleasure you, captain" you moaned when he cupped your pussy. "Yeah?" He asked, feeling your wetness pool in his hand. "Then I'm all yours love" he said, taking his clothes off.
"What should I do with you?" You asked, climbing onto his lap and teasing him. "Anything" he breathed. You started from kissing his lips, then his neck. "Can I touch you? Please" he asked. "If you asked so nicely". His hands were on your ass in a second, grinding your wetness against his dick while you kissing his abs. "Fuck" he groaned when you moved your pussy on his bare thigh and took him into your hand. "I need you... fuck! I need to feel you, baby" he moaned as you stroke him while riding his thigh. "Patience, love" you tutted as you spread his pre cum on his shaft.
You finally aligned your entrance with his dick and slowly sank down. "Fuck" you both moaned at the feeling of him stretching you. "You're so wet, love" he groaned as you began moving. "Only for you" you moaned. "That damn captain band" you said, bouncing your boobs in his face. You helped as he flipped you over and started thrusting into your hard. "I thought you were tired" you giggled. "Never too tired to destroy this pussy" he groaned, fucking you even harder. "Such a needy cunt. So wet and tight for me. Good girl. Taking me so well" he praised as his fingers found your clit and toyed with the sensitive bud. "Ben... I'm coming" you moaned. "Come on my dick, baby. Make a mess" he said, chasing his own orgasm.
After you both came down from your highs, he helped you clean up, then cuddled. "You were so good today. Made me so proud" you said, sleepily. "Thank you. I love you" he said, pecking your lips. "Love you too" you whispered as you fell asleep on his chest.
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Ben Chilwell one shots
FanfictieShort stories about Ben Chilly Chilwell, no. 21, Chelsea player. Might contain smut