Still A Winner In The End *Cristiano Ronaldo smut imagine*
“And Real Madrid have lost the game, as Lionel Messi scored a last minute goal breaking the tie-”
I shut off the TV and sighed, I knew exactly how this was going to go down. This was a big game, and it was one that I know Cristiano and the boys wanted to win as well. So them losing I knew Cristiano’s attitude wasn’t going to be a good one.
I moved around the house, and got things ready for when he came home. By the time that I had finished getting everything together, he still wasn’t home yet so I went back to the couch and sat down scrolling through the channels to see what else was on.
At around 6, the front door opened and I turned my head to see Cristiano walk through the door. He didn’t say anything and threw his bag down on the floor going to the kitchen, at first he didn’t say anything only giving me a slight glance.
He sighed and looked over to me, “What Y/N?” He asked a little bit irritated
I raised an eyebrow, “Nothing I can’t look at you?” I asked
Cristiano sighed, “You’re staring at me like I’m doing something wrong”
I raised my hand in mock surrender, “I’m not watching you like any type of way Cristiano damn” I said stepping back and walking away.
I heard as Cristiano followed me his footsteps just a little bit heavier, and grabbed my hand pulling me to him. “What Cristiano?”I asked
He raised an eyebrow, “What’s with the attitude?”
I scoffed, “The only attitude that is around is yours” I said
Cristiano backed me up to the counter, letting go of my hand. “Get on the counter” He said
I raised an eyebrow, “What if I don’t want to get on the counter?” I asked placing my hand on his upper bicep
it seemed like Cristiano wasn’t having any shit because he gripped my waist lifting me up and placing me on the counter. And even though I was supposed to be dejecting him right now, no matter how hard I could try it’s not going to work.
Cristiano wasted no time, as he slid down my shorts and underwear; doing the same to himself only seconds later. He brought me towards the edge of the counter, gripping my waist, and trailing rough kisses on up my neck. “Just know this was all you”He said as he shoved his full length inside of me causing a gasp to come out.
His grip on my waist tightened, as he thrust’s began to get longer and faster the kitchen became moan city.
My nails gripped his back, and his lips were on mine shutting off the moans that were coming out. Even though he was inside of me and the clothes weren’t really in the way they were in the way, I took off his shirt and he moved his hands to take off mine.
Cristiano’s thrusts got a little bit faster, he placed love-bites on my neck in almost like a trail going up my neck. “Cristiano” I moaned out
It didn’t take long for the both of us to reach our climax, both of us were panting and I stared at him. “You still won didn’t you” I said
Cristiano crashed his lips to mine roughly, “My winning streak isn’t over yet”