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•football lesson• {aaron rodgers}

The old men will always think they know it all, young girls will dream about the boys of fall

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"No one throws a tighter spiral than Aaron Rodgers. That man throws the ball so on target that you could take anyone off of the streets and they could catch it," One of the football analysts says while they show clips of Aaron behind center throwing the ball. I lay with my legs over him as we watch the program together.

"I could do that," I say.

"You think so? He clearly just said I'm the best," Aaron scoffs.

"Well he has never seen me throw a football. I could throw a tighter spiral than you can," I argue. Aaron looks out one of the large windows in our living room. He moves my feet aside and disappears down the hallway.

He comes back holding a single football in his hand. "Show me."

I stand from the couch and begin tying the laces on my Nike shoes. Aaron leads me to our spacious backyard and takes his position on the far end. "Okay, lets see that tight spiral!" he yells with a laugh afterwards. I smile sarcastically at him before I begin the throwing motion. As I release the ball, it goes flying towards Aaron but not in a spiral. I think it was more of what you call a duck.

Aaron laughs and throws the ball back at me effortlessly. I dodge the ball in fear of getting hit. I knew how strong of an arm Aaron had, and I did not want to get behind that ball. "Try again!" he prompts.

I do as he says and the ball comes out of my hand even more wobbly than the first. My cheeks burn of embarrassment. "What am I doing wrong?" I pout. Aaron tucks the ball under his arm and runs towards me, as a running back would.

"Here, get in your stance," he says as he lightly tosses me the ball. I catch it without a problem. I spread my feet about shoulder length apart and pull the ball to about my ear.

"How's this?" I ask. He comes to stand directly in front of me, his face just inches from mine. He adjusts the ball in my hand so that my fingers are in the right spot of the laces. Then he pulls my arm back so that it is at a 90 degree angle.

"Or you know we could just stay like this..." I say as his nose nearly touches mine. He pushes his lips on mine as he is still holding my wrist from adjusting my arm.

"My baby says she can throw a tight spiral, than I want to see my baby throw a tight spiral. If you throw a good one there will be a lot more kissing like that," Aaron bribes me.

He backpedals to his former spot. "Now when you throw it step into it with your back foot. Keep your eyes on me," he instructs.

"My eyes are always on you," I giggle as Aaron smiles. I step into the throw and keep my eyes on him just like he told me and I release the ball. It comes out a little wobbly, but has more spin on it.

"Nice! That was a lot better," Aaron jogs back to me.

"It was okay," I frown, disappointed.

"Hey, that was better than half of the quarterbacks in the league," he laughs trying to make me feel better. It kind of worked, his laugh was one of my favorite features about him. He tosses me the ball again. Now this time put all of your muscle into the ball and make sure it rolls off your fingers. That is how it makes the spiral motion," he explains. Aaron turns to jog back to his place.

"Wait! I think I need a reminder of my reward if I throw the ball good!" I say, begging for Aaron's sweet kiss again. He rolls his eyes jokingly and comes back to kiss me. His hands find their rightful spot on my hips and just as I was falling deeper into his kiss, he sprints to his spot in the backyard.

"Okay! Throw it!" he says with anticipation. I take a deep breath before watching the ball roll off of my fingers, in a perfect spiral. Aaron catches it and take off running towards the pretend end zone. A huge smiles is cemented on his face when he turns around.

"Sophie drops back to pass, Aaron is open, a beautiful spiral pass is on the way and it is CAUGHT! Aaron goes all the way to the end zone! TOUCHDOWN!!!! And the crowd is roaring here at Lambeau" Aaron fake commentates the play just as the announcers do. I make the crowd noises, yelling from the stands just as they always do after a Packers touchdown.

Aaron throws the ball to the ground and picks me up and twirls me around. "I think that guy was wrong when he said that I had the best spiral ever, because he clearly hasn't seen my girlfriend throw a football," he smiles.

"I told you I could do it!" I say back. He puts me back on the ground. "Now, can I have my reward?" I ask, craving Aaron's lips to be on mine again. He half smiles at me and then leans down to my height to finally give in to my desire.

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I loved this request even if I don't love Aaron Rodgers. Thank you for requesting Poro_Sofie !