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Erling being obsessed with reader's breasts please.

Behave

Erling Haaland X Female Reader

Summary: Erling can't control his Urges while they are in public.

It's a little short but fun 🙈

⚠️ Warning: Smut!!!

Erling and Y/N were out for dinner with their friends, catching up on the latest happenings in their lives. But Erling just couldn't take his eyes off of Y/N's chest, her shirt hugging her curves in all the right places. His gaze kept drifting towards her breasts, and he couldn't help but notice the perky outline of her nipples through the fabric.

It was driving him crazy, making him want to reach out and touch her. He wanted nothing more than to take her right there, in the middle of the restaurant, but he knew he had to be patient.

He tried his best to control himself, focusing on the conversation at the table. But his arm instinctively snaked around her shoulder, his hand hovering mere inches away from her right breast.

He could feel the heat radiating from her body, making his desire for her even more intense. He couldn't resist the urge to lean in and take a closer look.

Just then, Y/N leaned in close to him, her warm breath tickling his ear as she whispered, "Behave, we're in public."

Erling huffed, feeling a mixture of frustration and arousal as she pulled away and resumed the conversation. Taking a deep breath, Erling tried to focus on the conversation once again. But the thought of Y/N's breasts kept creeping into his mind, and he couldn't wait to get her home so he could finally have his way with her.

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Erling and Y/N said their goodbyes to their friends and got into the car to head home. Erling couldn't resist the urge to touch Y/N's body. He immediately unbuckled her seat belt and turned to face her. Y/N looked annoyed as she questioned his actions.

But Erling was in a world of his own, focused only on Y/N's breasts. He reached out and squeezed them firmly, feeling the softness and warmth of her skin. A deep breath escaped his lips as he savored the sensation. "I've been wanting to do that all day," he admitted, his voice heavy with desire.

Y/N pushes him away, "Erling, what the hell? We were out with our friends!"

"I know, I know," he says, his voice low and husky. "But I couldn't help it. You looked so damn hot in that shirt, and I've been thinking about those nipples of yours all night."

Y/N rolls her eyes. "You're insatiable."

Erling grins. "You love it."

She shakes her head, trying to suppress a smile. "Fine, but we're still in public. You can't just grab my boobs like that."

Erling leans in, nuzzling her neck. "I know, I know. But I couldn't resist. Can't we just find somewhere quiet and... private?"

Y/N glances around, realizing that they're parked in a quiet area of the parking lot. "Okay, fine. But be quick about it. I don't want anyone to see us."

Erling grins, quickly unbuckling his own seat belt and leaning over to kiss her deeply. He reaches under her shirt, pulling up her bra to expose her breasts. Y/N gasps at the sudden coolness of the air on her nipples but quickly moans as Erling takes one into his mouth, sucking and licking it until it's hard and sensitive.

He switches to the other breast, his hand moving down to her jeans. Y/N arches her back, trying to get closer to him as he slips his hand into her panties, finding her already wet and ready for him.

"Erling," she whispers, as he pushes her back into the seat, unzipping his own pants and pulling out his hard cock.

"Shh, it's okay," he murmurs, slipping inside her and starting to move slowly at first, savoring the feeling of being inside her. But soon, he's thrusting harder and faster, both of them moaning and gasping with pleasure.

Finally, they both climax together, Erling collapsing on top of her, his breath hot and heavy on her neck.

"That was... intense," Y/N says, trying to catch her breath.

Erling grins. "You have no idea."

they are so 😭😭

-> never lose me | jude bellingham | gossip & posts

requested | jude b. x alexander-arnold!fem!reader

genre: tabloids & social media posts about tatum

authors note: this is a prelude to a requested fic

summary: the last time jude saw you was at the monaco f1 grand prix nearly a year ago. you left to study abroad but now that you’re back for summer break looking like a whole new woman, jude is infatuated by your presence and your possible relationship with charles leclerc, one of the most famous formula one driver.

-> the gossip

Spotted 👀

“Sometimes you gotta pop out and show 🫢” Tatum Alexander Arnold spotted at the Monaco Grand Prix. Sources say she was in the Ferrari garage while her big brother, Trent, was at Alpine - which he has ownership in. Tatum has been keeping it lowkey these days but…it’s 7pm Friday it’s 95 degrees! We need to see her pop off!

“Is your sister dating someone?” Jude asked Trent. Jude was shamelessly trying to find out what you’ve been up to. Last time he saw you, he realized that you were into him and even though he was kind of dating someone, he liked you too.

“I dunno. Haven’t talked to her in a while.” Trent shrugged and took a few seconds to think over that very specific question from his friend. The two of them were sitting outside after a long day of media obligations for the Euros. Jude was quiet up until that question. Trent was thoroughly enjoying his peace but he couldn’t help but notice that Jude’s face was so close to his phone as if he was studying whatever was on the screen.

“I thought she’s in school.” Jude played nonchalant even though he absolutely cared.

“She is but why do you ask?” Trent narrowed his eyes at the younger man. Jude placed his phone on the table and slid it over to his best friend to have a look at what was being reported.

Spotted👀

Tatum Alexander Arnold is in the streets y’all! Little miss lowkey has been spotted by fans leaving dinner with Formula One driver, Charles Leclerc. If you don’t know, he drives for Scuderia Ferrari and recently signed a multi million contract for another two years with the most iconic team in the racing world. Tatum is in college studying Art History and apparently Tatum spent three months in Monaco working and interning at a local museum where Charles lives during the off season. Do we have a new WAG coming this season? Let us know in the comments below.

“She’s not really a dating kind of girl,” Trent shrugged and slid the phone back over to Jude. Jude’s eyes scanned the photos once more and then locked his phone.

“Is she going to be on holiday with us?” Jude asked.

“Yeahhhh…” Trent strung the answer out and waited for Jude to elaborate on his questions but didn’t, so Trent let it go.

Jude didn’t let it go. He stayed up all night, scouring your instagram trying to find out who and what you were doing. Now that you didn’t want him, he wanted you. He remembered that kiss the two of you shared on the last holiday when you two were drunk on a balcony while the rest of the house, including the girl he brought with him, were fast asleep. After that kiss, you went radio silent. He couldn’t help but be intrigued by your certain reappearance on social media. When you left to study abroad it seemed like you left the old you behind because as Jude studied your Instagram, it was clear that you were not the same girl from before. You were a woman.

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-> the posts by tatum alexander arnold

liked by judebellingham and 346,700 others

tatumsdiary: made memories and love in monaco

bestfriend: see how you didn't take those girls men? very mindful very respectful & demure

friend: need you at every grand prix for the rest of the season pls pls pls

charlesleclerc:🌹

lewishamiltongf: this dress this bag i adore it

liverpoolwagl: 🔛🔝

liverpoolwag2: how are you even prettier than the last time i saw you?

footballplayer: 🥵

tatumfan: tatum girl are gou in your social media era??? we’ve been starved

tatums: pushing that charles agenda mhm mhm

tatums: i used to pray for times like this to shine like this

liked by joeburrow and 332,000 others

tatumsdiary: what did raye say about being 22 in paris?

guyfriend: i've always wanted to be a stay at home husband

friend: something about tits i think

tatumsdiary replied: only thing i heard was Prada

guyfriend: wife

footballer: smh folks can't even say hi anymore

tatumsdiary replied: hi papi

trentxfan: you might just be my favorite person i fear

fanuser: this family don't miss, we cannot beat these mfs

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-> the posts by tatum alexander arnold

liked by charlesleclerc and 259,500 others

tatumsdiary: spread the word! tell a friend to tell a friend

guyfriend: stop trying to make matcha happened

friend: most fun weekend in NYC i love you

footballer: 😍

nflguy: best pizza in the city

tatumsdiary replied: it actually was but i can’t give you too much credit

charlesleclerc: ☹️ shame

tatumsdiary replied: i’ll do better maybe possibly idk

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-> the gossip

Spotted 👀

Looks like Charles had a travel companion while he was in Vegas. Who do with think it is? Could it be the one and only, Little Miss Lowkey, Tatum Alexander Arnold? You know what they say: What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas - but wdgaf about that. We wanna know what’s these two are up to. Couple of the Year, hand it to them IMMEDIATELY.

-> the posts by tatum alexander arnold

like by judebellingham charlesleclerc and 345,000 others

tatumsdiary: ask me my favorite color 🧸

bestfriend: mmmmm purple!

tatumfan: this is the crossover we deserve

charlesfan: is this a lil soft launch???

friend1: 🏎️

f1fan: imagine your brother in law being trent alexander arnold 😏

charlesfan2 replied: would kill to be a fly on the wall on thanksgiving

formulaonegirly: oh she’s so cute & totally dating charles

alexalbon: 👎🏽

tatumsdiary replied: ynwa

alexalbon replied: i’d rather walk alone

trentalexanderarnold: ❤️

tatumsdiary replied: proud of you!

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As Jude laid in bed doom-scrolling through your social media and the gossip pages, he couldn’t fight the urge to click on your profile photo that indicated you had posted a story. His finger hovered and then he finally clicked on it and immediately wished he didn’t. It hurt to see you happy. He thought that kiss would keep you close, would keep you chasing him but as he held his finger down on the photo of Charles, that clearly wasn’t the case. If he didn’t let his feelings be known on the upcoming trip, regardless of your relationship status, he would regret it.

how was the first half?

Hi could you write about erling not liking when his girlfriend wears a bra around the house/when they are alone? Him being in love with her and her body, but her being insecure, especially having natural big breasts? Erling having a thing for her boobs, but like not only sexual, he likes touching them, using them as his personal pillow, massaging them (his gf telling him he acts like they are his stress balls). Basically him being her biggest supporter :))

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“Erling?!” It was the third time you called for your boyfriend in the last five minutes. Was he deaf? “Breakfast’s ready! It’s getting cold!” 

Still no response. 

“I swear to God…” You let out a sigh, going upstairs. The house was completely silent due to the sole presence of the two. When you made it to the bedroom, a laugh almost escaped your mouth. 

Erling was still wrapped on the covers, just as you left him thirty minutes ago. Seems like the constant attempts to wake him up were useless. His face was buried on your pillow, making your heart melt. You tiptoed around the bed until you were next to him, taking advantage of his sleepness to brush your fingers through his hair. A tiny smile drew on his face, letting you know he wasn’t as asleep as you thought. 

“So you decided to sleep in while your servant made breakfast?” You joked, dropping yourself on him. 

“Of course not, baby” He replied with his eyes still closed. “It’s just that I’m too tired.” He grabbed you by the hips, and with one movement, you were under him. “What about if we sleep a bit more?” His hands, as usual, slip past your shirt, looking for your boobs. 

Typical. 

They stopped above your bra, and you heard almost immediately his huff. 

“Why are you wearing this again?” He always complained when you wore a bra around the house. Always. 

“I told you! It’s more comfortable this way, they’re way too big for me to just let them hang free!” You couldn’t help but laugh, feeling his hands roll your bra up so he could grab them bare. “What I don’t get is why you are always touching my boobs… You know? They’re not stress balls.” 

“You sure? They always make me feel better and relaxed after touching them for a while.” His hands were still massaging you. At this point, this type of physical contact wasn’t even sexual. It was more of a weird hug. "And, this is the best pair of boobs in the world. Makes sense, because they're attached to the best body as well."

"Look who's talking" You smiled, feeling your heart do a pirouette, like everytime he said things like that.

“I’m average-looking next to you” His eyes met yours for a brief moment before kissing you the only way he knew. God, you loved this man. “You’re beautiful in any way possible. Sometimes I wonder how I got you” 

“Easy. I saw those lips and it was case closed” You said before returning the kiss. 

“Sounds like we’re both drawn by looks. How shallow.” He joked back, giving a final squeeze to your chest before letting them go. “What about breakfast?” 

“Oh, now you want breakfast?” You laughed, biting your lip when he seemed confused. 

“Of course, that food is as delicious as you are, I’m sure” He went inside the bathroom, leaving your blushing self behind. 

“Idiot…” You whispered, feeling more in love than ever. 

Maybe you should stop wearing bras, they were uncomfortable anyways.