Football Imagines

jude bellingham - jealous ⁺¹⁸

by strasshoppin on tumblr

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it was no secret that the english football team loved you. you didn't expect that at first, being scared of the possible judgement they could give you. however, when your relationship with jude became official, they were the first to reach out, expressing their excitement to meet you, which took a stone of your chest.

your bond with them was irreplaceable. you started hanging out more at the stadium, whenever jude had practice. they were delighted by your presence, the halls being filled with laughs whenever you visited. you were treated with kindness and you couldn't ask for more from your boyfriend's friends.

jude was happy his friends got along so well with his girlfriend, but sometimes he couldn't help but wish you weren't that close with them. the thoughts made him feel like a bad person and he pushed them away for a while, relieved that you were happy.

although, when he saw foden pick you and walk with you in his arms around the pitch like you were his toy, something awoke in him. your laughs filled his ears, making him go dark. he was jealous.

he looked away, finishing the exercise without a word. hell, he finished his whole training, faster than anybody else and without talking to any of his teammates. even though you weren't on the pitch anymore, he couldn't bare seeing his friend, so he went back to the locker room.

"already finished?" a voice interrupted him from his train of thoughts, as he entered the hallway to his destination.

it was you. of course it was you, he thought, who else could it be. jude ignored your question, pushing the door to the locker room open and entering without even looking at you.

"hey, i asked you something." you said, clearly confused.

you looked at him, as he took his training shirt off, his toned back facing you.

"i don't know, since you enjoy being touched so much by my friends, go ask them." he shouted, finally turning to you.

you turned red, realizing jude was jealous.

"what?" you asked, being left speechless.

your boyfriend got closer to you. his anger filled the room, making you take a step back, your back reaching the wall. he didn't care, gluing his body to yours.

"you're supposed to be mine, y/n, you know that, right?"

"but i am yours." you said, intimidated by his presence.

he laughed sarcastically, looking down at you. he pressed his forehead against yours, leaving close to no space between your faces.

"then show me."

and with that he closed the gap between you, pressing his soft lips against yours. the kiss was deep and you couldn't help but feel weak in his embrace. his hands found your back, moving them further down, squeezing your skin just in the right spots.

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 a bench. 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 sweetheart?"

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 core.

his hands guided my legs around his shoulders, as he flicked his tongue around your wetness, 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. give it to me."

his words send vibrations to your core 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-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 got up from his place, searching for a towel so he could clean you up.

"i'm not done with you. let's go shower."

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