endearment (Jesse Lingard & Marcus Rashford)

Part 10

Delilah pov
I walk into my living room with a glass of water.
I see Jesse has found my nostalgic games.
"What've you got there?" I ask him trying to look over his shoulder.
"Twister" he replies opening the box.
"Do you remember we used to play that religiously!" I say laughing placing my glass on the coffee table.
I sit down on the floor next to him and help open the box.
"You wanna do it?" He asks mischievous
"Yeah!" I exclaim excitedly. Just a big kid at heart.
Jesse grabs this spinner and I grab the mat and lay it out on the floor.
"Is it just me or were the mats never this big?" I ask laughing.
"That looks fucking huge!" He says walking over to the mat.
I shrug and take my shoes off.
"We're not doing this sober are we?" He asks smirking.
"I like your thinking" I say scooting off into the kitchen.
I come back with some cans of beer.
"Right so if we can't make a stretch we need to... ummm... help me think of a consequence" he says
"Take a sip of the beer?" I suggest.
"That'll do, yes" he shrugs placing the spinner down.
"You first" I say to him smiling.
He spins the spinner and it lands on green left foot.
"I'm going to win just so you know!" He says with a mischievous grin places his foot on green.
"you're looking at the twister champ when we used to play all those years ago" I say pointing at myself.
We both laugh.
"Right get spinning" Jesse says
"Already getting hard for you Lingard?" I ask with a smirk.
He laughs and I spin it.
Blue right hand.

I'm completely stretched out and so is Jesse.
He has to put his right hand on blue meaning he has to somehow arch over the top of me.
"Oh shit" he says feeling himself lose his balance. I giggle.
He falls taking me down with him. We land with him on top of me. Me still sniggering.
"Funny is it?" He asks smirking.
I nod smirking back at him.
Our faces inches apart.
He crashes his lips on mine, his hand travels down to my hip not disrupting the kiss. My hands cup his face as we continue to deepen the kiss.
I feel his body so close to mine, I can smell his aftershave, man it smells good.
His lips travel from my lips down to my neck, I flinch as he nears my sweet spot. Damn he's got it. I scrunch my eyes trying to control myself as he kisses my sweet spot. 
He scoops me up in his arms and carries me upstairs.

I lie there on Jesse's chest.
"This just feels so right" Jesse says kissing my forehead.
"I agree" I say smiling up at him.
"The lads knew before we knew, how bad is that?" He chuckles.
I laugh also. I draw shapes with my fingers on his chest.

                               Matchday.                             
Manchester United vs Bournemouth
Jesse pov
I get off the team bus and enter old Trafford with the squad.
We enter the dressing room and all get changed.
I walk out of the changing room with Marcus to lineup in the tunnel. I spot Callum Wilson and shake his hand and have a catch up, Marcus does the same. We're then ready to walk out.
"Good luck cal" I say to him.
"You too" he says smiling.
And with that we run out.

Delilah pov
"Old Trafford please welcome afc Bournemouth and Manchester United!" The man on the speakers shouts.
Everyone roars with excitement when they see the players come out.
I'm stood in the Stretford end, the rowdy end!

I spent most of the match chanting. We won 4-1!!
I was so proud of the boys and of Jesse.

Lucia and I meet Marcus and Jesse in the tunnel as they're coming out of the changing rooms to leave.
Marcus appears.
Lucia gives him a peck on the lips and congratulates him on a good game.
They separate and he hugs me.
"Well done Marcus! You played amazingly!" I say into our hug.
"Thank you" he says pulling away.
Jesse comes out in his black 'be yourself' cap laughing with Paul.
He sees me and embraces me into a warm hug.
"You did so well, congrats on the win!" I say kissing him on the cheek.
"Thank you" he says.
Him and Marcus walk out side by side and me and Lucia walk out side by side behind them.
Lots of fans are waiting behind the barriers and a few of them are holding 'rashford 10' shirts and 'Lingard 14' shirts. The boys spot them and go over to them. Lucia and I decide to carry on walking across to the car park passing all the fans.
We are all leaving together in Marcus' car tonight.
We walk up to his black Range Rover sport and get inside it waiting for the boys to arrive.
Lucia and I sit in the back of the car so Jesse and Marcus can sit in the front.
They eventually come in the car after greeting the fans and taking photos etc with them.