𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚 - phil foden

44

"phil." i say getting his attention

"yeah?" he asks

"we're alright." i say smiling looking at the floor

"i see that smile." he says making me giggle

i look up towards him who was already looking at me, our eyes meet and the world stops spinning.

"kiss, kiss, kiss." shouting comes from the pitch

i nod at phil, he pulls my face closer towards him and our lips touch.

i pull away with a grin on my face.

"i love you grealish." phil says

"i love you foden." i reply before kissing his cheek

we both look over to the boys who were all stood together watching.

"piss off." phil shouts as they all pretend they saw nothing

"it's your baby, i can just tell." i say as he looks back at me

"it would be mine even if not blood, i'm gonna look after you two until i can no more." phil says

i hold onto my stomach and smile.

"let's go somewhere else." he says

"i thought you couldn't walk." i say

"i'll make you the exception." he says getting up and pulling me up off the bench

i grab his arm and put it round my shoulder trying to help as much as i could as he hobbles into the building. 

"ouch." he says

"sorry." i reply

"no not you, just tried to put my foot flat." phil tells me

"are you sure you don't need to get it checked out?" i say

"maybe in a bit, i want to stay here with you." he says

"but i can come with you to the hospital." i explain

"it's not the same." he says taking his arm off from round my shoulder and holding my hand instead

"what do you mean? it'll still be just me and you." i say

"at the hospital, i can't do this." he says opening the bedroom door and pushing me in

"woah whoa be careful foden, ya baby's in there." i say grabbing onto the table

he limps over to me and picks me up, wrapping me legs round his waist. he throws me down on the bed while standing at the edge of it looking down at me.

"gonna be the ride of your life sweetheart." phil says giving me butterflies

he gets ontop of me on the bed and kisses me lips, i put my hands on his cheeks and he puts his round my waist. 

he takes me top off revealing my lace bra, he looks down at my stomach.

"sorry little one." phil says while taking my shorts off

i ly on the bed in my underwear, i grab his shoulders and roll him over so i'm on top.

"oh no no, i'm taking control. you're all mine." he says rolling me back over

"all yours." i say

phil kisses me again before pulling my thong to one side and putting a finger in. i tip my head back, with his other hand he pulls my head back up right and kisses me. i bite his lip as we start making out.

he pulls his finger out and takes my bra off, i help him take his top and shorts off until he's just in his boxers.

"roll over" he says

i get on my hands and knees and feel him inside me.

"bet peter could do better." i say wanting him to go faster

"you'll regret that missy." he says grabbing hold of my back and increasing the speed.

he thrusts in and out of me, everytime making me moan.

"pp-phil you-ur'e bett-ter tha-an he ever-r was bu-ut i can't any-y more." i say no very fluently

i feel him pull out as i collapse on the bed.

"that's what i like to hear." he says coming and lying next to me

phil puts one hand on my back as i roll over so i can see him.

"how the fuck do you look this good after that?" he asks me making me feel a lot better

"magic." i say as he tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear.