slut - Alexia Putellas

43.

good evening.

i'll tell you what: i'm determined to see it through to the end and maintain this streak. only have a few chapters left to write. so you're very lucky, i guess

enjoy ☕️✍🏼

Blinking her eyes open after a restless night, Erin is greeted by the soft golden glow of the morning sunlight filtering through the wide-fanned leaves of palm trees swaying above.

Tilting her head ever so slightly, she noticed the warm hue it cast over Alexia's face, over her flawless features, highlighting her peaceful expression as she slumbered beside her.

Tender, still slightly swollen lips were parted, the sound of soft snores escaping through the tiny gap every now and then.

It sounded peaceful.

So peaceful.

Just like the rhythmic sound of waves gently lapping against the shoreline, just like the seagulls hovering above, just like their cheerful chirps in the morning sun.

Stretching slightly, careful not to stir the Ballon D'Or winner, Erin shifted her head carefully, feeling the steady rise and fall of Alexia's chest beneath her cheek.

She savored the intimate moment, relishing the sensation of the captain's strong arms securely around her waist, drawing and holding her close.

As the therapist stirred again, she became increasingly aware of their surroundings.

The distant murmur of voices carried on the breeze, blending with the serene symphony of nature awakening. Early morning joggers trotted past, their footsteps creating soft imprints in the sand, while seagulls swooped and called overhead, adding to the coastal ambiance.

This was perfect.

Besides...

"There are people," the blonde murmured softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she turned her head to glance around their secluded spot on the beach.

The midfielder stirred slightly at the sound of Erin's voice, her tired, hazel eyes fluttering open.

A smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she tightened her embrace around the therapist's slender form, pulling her just a fraction closer. "Looks like we fell asleep here," she observed with a hint of amusement, her voice still husky with sleep.

It sounded so deep and hoarse.

So calm and relaxed so... good.

The power that voice held.

"Hm, you're right," Erin chuckled softly, still basking in the afterglow of their night. "We probably should get dressed, though. As much as I love this view." She smoothed a stray lock of bleached, tousled hair from Alexia's forehead, her touch gentle and affectionate, watching as the captain's eyes fluttered shut once more, seemingly eager to drift back into slumber.

"Did you not enjoy that?" Alexia teased playfully, her tone warm and teasing.

"Of course I did," Erin replied with a soft laugh, her eyes lingering on the tender expression on Alexia's face, before flickering down the captain's bare, athletic form. "Just surprised we slept through all this."

With a mischievous smirk tugging at her lips, the athlete grabbed the edge of the blanket beneath them, pulling it over their entangled bodies, the fabric shielding them from the morning breeze and prying eyes that might wander their way.

It cocooned them in a private sanctuary, adding an extra layer of warmth and intimacy to their moment.

"You're right though... we should head back to the city soon," Alexia suggested, her gaze sweeping over the tranquil shoreline stretching out before them as she blinked awake once more.