Victoria and Pablo meet by chance when she has to interview him after the Nations League final 2023.
He's immediately infatuated by her, but due to a few years age difference, she only sees him as a younger friend.
Will he make it out of the friendz...
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"Good morning" I said, re-emerging from the bathroom on Saturday morning to find Pablo laying in my bed, still naked, scrolling around on his phone. "Hey" he said, putting the phone away, a big smile appearing on his face. "My t-shirt looks good on you" he said as I sat down on my bed again and putting my hands on the back of his neck to pull him closer. "... but you think I'd look better without it?" I asked with a mischievous grin on my face. "Mhm" he said, still smiling and planting soft kisses on my neck.
"I hate to do this but I have to leave in thirty minutes" he said and I huffed annoyedly. He had already told me yesterday that he was going to fly to Seville over the weekend as Aurora was celebrating her birthday with their friends and family from there. "Have fun - I'd say greet everyone from me, but maybe it's better if you don't" I joked. "Maybe I'll talk to some girls so that you can see the pictures online and get jealous" he teased me. "Well, you're lucky. Luis won't come to the game on Sunday, so I'm all alone" I said and just raised my eyebrows.
"Why is he not going?" he asked curiously. I mean, Luis still was a board member of the club he played for, so the curiosity was probably genuine. "He's afraid of the San Mames, says it's hell for the club" I replied and Pablo sighed. "Well, at least one thing I can agree on with him" he huffed. "Oh, I bet you guys could also agree on me being pretty" I chuckled, but his face remained dead serious. I stood up and sent him a wink before moving to my closet, from where I pulled out a blouse that I held in front of my mirror.
However, Pablo appeared behind me in no time and draped his arm around my neck, his other hand wandering south, while I was watching our reflection in the mirror. He suddenly pushed two fingers aggressively inside me and I let out a moan. "You like this?" he asked, meeting my eyes in the mirror. I just nodded, not able to produce words as the fire in my stomach started building up as his fingers moved faster. "Can he ever make you feel like this I wonder..." he mumbled over my moans. "Pablo... I told you... You're the only- aaaahhh" I moaned as I came over his fingers. "Very good" he whispered as he pulled his fingers out again and planted a kiss on my cheek before disappearing in the bathroom.
I recomposed myself and quickly got dressed before he could come out again and get any weird ideas. Then, I went to the kitchen to brew us some coffee and looked at my agenda for the weekend. I'd be travelling to Valencia in a few hours for tonight's game against Real and tomorrow morning I'd fly from there to Bilbao before returning back home with the Barca team in the evening. "Oh thanks" Pablo said when he took his coffee. "Excited about this weekend?" he asked and I shrugged. "Not particularly, but I'll deliver like I always do" I said and pressed my lips together.
"You hate it, don't you? Reporting football?" he asked. "I don't hate it! It's just- it wasn't really what I trained for and... football was our thing, you know? And now everything's changed" I sighed, not wanting to get too deep into it. He just nodded, looking at the coffee in his mug, also not wanting to deepen the conversation apparently. "Um... I'll get going then, I'll... hear from you" he said awkwardly before pressing a kiss on my cheek and walking out my door.
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