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It was the night after they had just won La Liga, Pedri couldn’t take it anymore. He had watched how Gavi had thrown himself onto every single player on the team, while he just watched with jealousy. Pedri dragged the younger boy into his hotel room, pushing him against the door instantly.
“You’re mine Gavi.” Pedri grumbled as he left hickeys on Gavi’s neck.
Gavi gasped as Pedri’s mouth found the side of his neck, his skin already flushed with heat. The kisses weren’t rushed. They were slow, purposeful, claiming, each one unraveling the tension coiled tight in Gavi’s chest. Pedri’s hand slid under his shirt, palming the bare skin of his back, then squeezing Gavi’s plump ass.
“Lie back,” Pedri murmured, voice thick with desire but steady. A quiet command, not a request.
Gavi hesitated for half a breath, pouting. Then he obeyed, lowering himself onto the sheets, heart hammering as he watched Pedri strip down. There was something about the way Pedri moved, like he wasn’t just undressing, but preparing to own every inch of him. That made Gavi shiver with anticipation.
Pedri crawled over him, eyes locked on Gavi’s, and kissed him again—deeper this time, hungrier. Gavi moaned against his lips, hips rising involuntarily, aching for more. Pedri pinned him gently but firmly with a hand on his chest.
“Mmmmph Pedri…need you…” Gavi whined needily, arching his back, desperate for some friction against his leaking cock.
“Let me take care of you,” Pedri whispered.
Gavi exhaled shakily. “I hate how much I need you right now.”
Pedri smirked. “No, you don’t.” Another whine left Gavi’s lips. Followed by a smack on the ass from Pedri.
His fingers slid lower, undoing Gavi’s pants slowly, like he had all the time in the world. When Gavi bucked his hips impatiently, Pedri just chuckled and kissed down his torso, lips hot and wet against skin that trembled under every touch.
“Patience now, cariño.”
By the time he finally took Gavi into his mouth, Gavi was already coming apart, one hand tangled in Pedri’s hair, the other fisting the sheets. Pedri’s mouth was expert. controlled, teasing, relentless… and it was only when Gavi was moaning freely, gasping his name, that Pedri pulled back.
“mmphhh.. Pedri…oh…ahh…Please,” Gavi panted, head falling back. “Just—fuck, please.” Tears pooled in Gavi’s eyes as he spread his legs wider.
Pedri’s hand ran up the inside of his thigh, slow and firm. “I will,” he said, gaze burning. “But not until you ask me properly.”
Gavi groaned, face flushed deep red. His pride made him hesitate, but his body gave him away. Finally, voice cracking, he whispered, “Pedri… I want you. I need you inside me…please…”
That was all it took.
Pedri leaned down, kissing him as he reached for the lube, slicking his fingers before pressing them between Gavi’s thighs. Gavi tensed, then relaxed with a soft whimper as Pedri murmured soft things into his ear, sweet, filthy promises of how good it was going to feel.
“you’re being so good for me baby, taking my fingers so well…so good.” Pedri whispered roughly in Gavi’s ear as the younger came undone below him.
Pedri released his own aching cock from his boxers, and slicked his length up with plenty of lube, careful not to hurt his precious boy. When Pedri finally pushed inside, Gavi gasped, not just from the stretch, but from the intensity of it all. Pedri held his hips steady, waiting, letting him adjust, then began to move, slow at first, then faster, deeper, every thrust pulling a raw, needy sound from Gavi’s throat.
“Ah…ah…ah ah ah…” Gavi moaned loudly, his nails clawed at Pedri’s back, leaving red marks all over. Gavi’s way of marking Pedri.
“You feel incredible,” Pedri groaned, bracing one hand by Gavi’s head while the other slipped between them, stroking him in rhythm. “You take me so well.”
Gavi’s pride had long since melted. He clung to Pedri’s shoulders, nails digging in, breath catching with every thrust. “Don’t stop,” he whispered. “Please don’t stop.”
Gavi’s arms wrapped around Pedri’s neck tighter, his legs tightened around Pedri’s waist. Pedri smirked.
“You’re so buff now baby” Pedri said as he squeezed Gavi’s biceps. Gavi giggled.
”You’re jealousss” Gavi said as he let out a breathy moan.
Pedri suddenly pulled out, Gavi let out a loud whine. He crawled to the top of the bed and spread his legs, patting his thigh, inviting Gavi to ride him.
“Look at me,” Pedri said softly, voice firm but gentle.
Gavi met his eyes, swallowing down the tension. Then he began to move..slowly at first. Rolling his hips against Pedri’s, feeling the heat and strength beneath him. Pedri’s hands gripped Gavi’s waist, steadying, grounding. Gavi let out a shaky moan, his hand going to his lower belly.
”Full…fulll” Gavi whimpers as Pedri just threw his head back and laughed.
“Don’t give me a big ego now love, I’m just average.” Pedri smirked.
Gavi leaned forward, hands bracing on Pedri’s chest, eyes fluttering closed, letting the pleasure wash over him.
Pedri’s voice was low and thick with need. “That’s it. Take your time. You’re doing perfect.”
Gavi bit his lip, riding him harder now, a fire lighting in his chest. Every movement was a mixture of release and control letting go, but still fiercely alive.
Pedri shifted his grip, fingers digging into Gavi’s hips as he met his rhythm, thrusting up to meet him, each movement deliberate and sure. The heat between them built, a storm wrapped in quiet trust.
Gavi’s breaths grew ragged, moans spilling freely as he found a rhythm that sent sparks through every nerve. “Pedri… please…”
“Yes,” Pedri said, voice urgent. “Right here. Hold on.”
Pedri slammed into Gavi’s prostate, earning a high pitched moan from the brunette.
“AHHHH…AHHH PEDRI… THERE..THERE!” Gavi moaned as he thew his head back, fingers digging into Pedri’s shoulders. A stream of cum squirts from his cock all over Pedri’s chest and abs.
With a final thrust, Pedri cums as well, releasing his seed into Gavi’s ass. Gavi’s body trembling over Pedri’s as waves of pleasure rolled through them both.
When it was over, Pedri pulled Gavi close, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “You’re incredible,” he whispered.
”I’m so full pepi…full..” Gavi babbled with a dazed look in his eye. Pedri gathered Gavi in his arms, holding him close, stroking his hair as his breath evened out.
“You did so well,” Pedri murmured.
Gavi didn’t reply—just curled into his chest, too tired to speak, but feeling completely safe.