FOOTBALL IMAGINES

bath time | jude bellingham*

the bathroom was candlelit, warm water running as you wait for jude's arrival. he had not long since finished up with his game against borussia mönchengladbach, and you knew he'd be home soon, so you decided to surprise him with a relaxing evening, just the two of you.

you were putting the bubble bath into the stream of running water when you heard the door of his bedroom open. you heard the familiar thud of him placing his things by the door before he calls out your name.

"i'm in here," you say as he opens the en suite door, turning off the tap when it reached the perfect temperature.

"what's all this?" jude walks towards you, wrapping his arms around your waist once you get up from your knees, burying his face into the crook of your neck, his body relaxing when he inhales your familiar scent.

"i thought i'd surprise you."

he grabs your chin when he kisses you, his lips soft against yours, his tender touch matching the feeling you had created in the room.

"is it for the both of us?" he wiggles his eyebrows at you, and at once you know what kinds of thoughts were running through his mind.

you smirk up at him and nod. jude doesn't waste any time, reaching down to the hem of your shirt, and pulling it over your head. he makes sure to leave a fluttering of kisses across your chest, one hand circling your back to unclasp your bra. your nipples immediately peak with the draft of cold air against them. but they're quickly warmed when jude's mouth wraps around your left one, while he pinches the right in between his thumb and forefinger.

you let out a soft whimper, reaching up to thread your fingers through his hair. "don't rush."

you pull his head up to meet yours, so you're eye to eye with him. his lips find yours, this time the kiss is deeper, his tongue reaching into your mouth dancing with yours. you grip the hem of his shirt, tugging at it to indicate that you were wanting it off of his body as soon as possible.

he breaks away from the kiss, his breathing heavy, as he lets you pull the material over his head. he's about to put his lips back on yours when you place a finger on his lips.

"we need to get in before the water gets cold, you can kiss me as much as you want when we're in there."

with that, jude's rushing to get undressed, eyes roaming your body as he watches you intently strip down to nothing.

jude gets into the bath first, giving you a helping hand into the water. you sit facing him, hooking your legs around his hips, keeping your bodies as close as they possibly can be.

jude's hands roam your bare back, and his lips roam your neck, nibbling slightly after every other kiss. your hands are on his neck, nails scratching the back of it slightly when he finds that one sweet spot that elicits a soft moan from your mouth every time he grazes it.

"you played well today," you whisper, trying to make conversation, but jude's consistent attacks on your neck make it hard. he pulls back eventually, leaning his forehead against yours before pressing his lips to yours.

"i did, didn't i?" his face is smug, smiling when you shake your head and roll your eyes at him. "what's my reward?"

you raise your eyebrows at him, hand gently caressing the back of his head. "you think you deserve a reward, hm? what do you want me to do?"

his eyes are so dark when he looks deeply into yours, trying so hard to stare into your soul. "i want you to touch me."

you move your left hand to his right bicep, giving it a small squeeze, "you want me to touch you here?"

he shakes his head, letting out a little laugh, before he gets back to intensely staring into your eyes.

"how about here?" you place your hand on his chest, just over his heart.

"nope"

"oh, i think i know where you want me," your hand reaches down to wear you've felt his growing length for the past couple of minutes. you wrap your hand around his cock gently, watching as jude's eye flutter closed, the serious, seemingly dominant look on his face, disappearing.

he lets out a shaky breath as your hand moves slowly up and down him. you give him a little squeeze, jude leans his head back, letting out a whimper as he starts to fall apart in front of you. your hand cups the side of his face, making him look at you.

"open your eyes, jude. look at me," he opens those beautiful brown eyes of his, looking at you from under hooded lids. "you like this, don't you?"

he nods his head, struggling to say anything but letting out pathetic whimpers. you pick up your pace, your movements creating little waves in the water between you, rolling up your stomach, then his, leaving remnants of bubbles behind. you can see him slowly starting to lose his sanity, when your thumb rubs over his tip, so much so that he has to rest his head against your shoulder.

"you're doing so well, baby," you whisper in his ear, slowing your movements a little, not wanting him to cum just yet. "i need you to do something for me."

he nods against your shoulder before pulling his heavy head up to look back into your eyes. "anything."

his voice breaks a little, his eyebrows scrunched together, pleasure taking over his body.

"i need you to finger me, can you do that?" watching him come undone in front of you brought upon the familiar feeling in your heat, a feeling that was only reserved for jude. you needed him, you needed him more than you could ever explain.

he doesn't respond, instead, he brings one of his hands around to the front of your body. his middle finger runs through your folds, brushing over your clit, and he circles your entrance. he slowly pushes one finger into you, as you let out a moan at the feeling of him inside you.

his movements start slow, matching the pace that you had created for him. but the more you both get into it, the more erratic your movements get. jude pushes another finger inside of you, pumping them in and out, no rhythm to his movements, just doing whatever he knows makes you feel good.

your hand around his cock falls lazy, dragging up and down his shaft, squeezing his tip every so often, jude whining in your ear whenever you did so.

you're both just leaning against each other, pleasuring each other in a way only the two of you know how. you know jude's close when he starts jutting his hips up. you let him use your hand, keeping it still, forcing him to pleasure himself against you. you start rolling your hips against his fingers, and he curls them, making sure he hits your g-spot every time.

it doesn't take long before the two of you a coming undone. your legs shake around his waist, jude's leans his weight against yours, his voice shaky, whispering in your ear how much he loves you.

you stay like that for a while, holding each other, hands trapped in between each other's bodies.

once your breathing has calmed down, you look at him, he presses his lips against yours, cupping your cheeks, bringing his face closer to yours.

"thank you," he whispers against your lips.

"what makes you think i'm done with you?" jude throws a devilish smile in your direction as he watches you tilt your head along with your question.

"oh, you are done with me, i'm just not done with you," his hands grip your waist, shoving you back in the bath slightly so your legs are untangled. he climbs out, grabbing your towel from the rack, standing there, arms open waiting for you to get out so he can wrap it around you.

once you're out and he's wrapped the towel securely around your body, he's quick to through you over his shoulder, practically sprinting over to his bed with you, the relaxing night you had planned completely thrown out of the window.