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MAJOR Catching Up w/ Luke Kuechly for Anon

Luke Kuechly(sexy ain’t he?lol):

Outfit(Beyonce slays my life like, seriously!(Gala/That Day)):

Nala eye’s(seductive ain’t it?lol):

LJ(Small baby to now):

Second baby with LJ:


“(Y/N)! Hey! I’m talking to you! Why are you walking so fast?!” Luke asks while grabbing onto your upper arm gently. You are looking down, hiding your face from embarrassment and hate on his face. You hear LJ in his stroller giggling from going so fast, you smile and you quickly snap back to reality to feel warm lips on yours. You immediately push away.

“What the fu-dge, Luke?! I am trying to go to my new office, Luke! I am your physical therapist!” You correct yourself because you are in your baby’s presence. Luke looks stunned and hurt for a second but quickly covers it with annoyance and anger.

“You left after...that night, 2 years ago and I haven’t seen you since. Now I see you being showed around by Cam, my single best friend. Are you interested or something?” He looks heartbroken at this moment and your heart screams to wrap your legs around him and tell him you love him.

“Why would you ask me that?” You cross your arms in a challenging way. Luke groans and runs his hand through his sweaty hair, which you thought was SO sexy.

“You are so beautiful and funny and smart. Your dark skin and those eyes, that body, and your smile just makes me go crazy. Cam would be stupid to not grab you while you’re single…” Luke growls possessively, your legs almost go weak but you hold on to LJ’s stroller.

“Luke, you don’t have to worry about tha-” You are cut off by LJ’s baby yells and whines, rubbing his eyes. Luke’s attention snaps to LJ in surprise but confusion. You take LJ out of his stroller and you see he is sleepy and hungry. You rub his back as he talks more gibberish and claps his hands randomly. His hazel-green eyes meet Luke’s and almost a connection happens because he leans to Luke for him to hold LJ. Luke looks taken aback but accepts the fairly small 11 month old. LJ puts his head on Lukes large shoulder and gives you a toothy grin while clapping his small hands. Luke and you softly chuckle.

“(Y/N), who’s the father? I know he is yours from the dimples and the cute nose.” Luke takes a step closer, as if he knows that…LJ is his son.

*2 years ago, New York Gala*

“Luke! That was SO funny, man!” You giggle as Luke teases you about how you used to cheer and you fell off the pyramid one time at the state finals for football. You were attending a Gala for work with the Giants organization, you rammed into a wall but the wall was your childhood best friend. You talked the entire time and you decided to go out to a bar afterwards, you are now a little tipsy but still aware. Luke puts his hand around your waist and you give him the Nala eye’s for some odd reason.

“What are you doing, Luke?” You ask with a slight smirk and a bite to your lips. Luke groans quietly and puts his face into your neck. You wonder if he is just drunker than you expected. You feel light feathery kisses on your neck, you hold back a moan by putting some water in your mouth.

“Luke, you’re drunk…” He growls lightly, sending vibrations through your whole body.

“No, I’m not. I want you, babygirl.” He states and you look into his eyes to see pure lust and love.

“I only do that with someone I love and someone who loves me. You know that, Luke.” You whisper in embarrassment, he leans back with a stone face and said the words you have been waiting for since you were in high school.

I love you. I want you. I craved you for so many years and now that you are actually here, I’m never letting you go.” Luke grabs your face gently and places his warms lips to yours. It starts off sweet and innocent but starts to get heated and seductive. You pull away realizing you were the only ones in the bar but the bartender, who is on his phone, thank god.

Let’s go…” You whisper seductively, but failed because of you trying to catch your breath from the firework of a kiss. Luke chuckles from your sudden struggle of breath and nods, going back to his hotel and having the best night if your life.


“It’s me, isn’t it? I’m his father.” Luke whispers, trying not to wake a sleeping LJ in his arms. You explained everything at the park and he put two and two together. You tried to grab LJ from Luke to feed him before he went to sleep but he kept holding on to Luke for dear life, eventually fake crying to make you stop.

“Yes… I’m sorry.” You whisper, looking down at the grass underneath your toes. Luke slides closer and grabs your chin with his free hand, he kisses you softly and looks into your eyes.

“It’s okay.” You shake your head, tears blurring your vision.

“No, it’s not! I kept him from you and I feel like a terrible mother for keeping your son away from you. I hate myself…” You whisper as you break down in soft sobs, Luke lays LJ in his carseat from the corner of your eye and he grabs your shaking small, body into his large, warm on. You instantly calm down and just sit there in silence waiting for him to speak.

“Even though you kept him away, you kept him away from the media hurting him and you. You kept him away from the media bashing him, you kept him away from the ladies hating you for having the cutest baby in the world by the sexiest man in NFL.” You giggle quietly and roll your eyes, he smiles.

“What I said 2 years ago, I meant it. I loved you since I was a freshman high school. You are the only women that matters to me. Now, I love LJ so much and I met him 2 hours ago.” He gazes at LJ in love and softly runs his hand in LJ’s soft curls. Your baby boy moves a little and opens his gorgeous eyes sleeply. He stares at you and softly smiles at both of you, putting his hand in his face. Luke tickles his small belly and LJ giggles loudly and claps his hands some more, his favorite thing to do.

“I was wondering, maybe after you find a good babysitter for baby boy over here on Friday. Can I take you out? Properly?” You laugh and nod your head enthusiastically. He smiles wide and kisses you with so much passion, you pull away remembering LJ is right in front of LJ. You look at LJ to see him clapping and yelling, “YAY!” in his baby voice. You both smile and you lean your head on Luke’s shoulder with LJ on Luke’s lap playing with his toy.

You think about your little developing family and you smile. You couldn’t be happier.

Please fire me. I work in customer service at a hotel and this is one of our busy seasons right now due to different team sports that have tourneys in the area. Our sales department knowingly oversells the hotel to get their commission rates higher thus earn more money. When guests check in and we don’t have rooms for them we get blamed for the problem and sales gets off scott free. Not only due we get yelled at by pissed off guests we also get yelled at by upper management. 

Date Night Disaster w/ Clay Matthews *LONG* for Elena

Clay Matthews:

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Guest Star (Lucy Hale as Bella):

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“That is amazing!” You and your date, Clay, laugh over dinner at this fancy restaurant. You are out with Clay after he spilled hot tea all over you while walking to Taco Bell. You were a little upset but managed to forgive him and after countless flirty text and flowers shown up at your work, you caved and decided to go out with him. You were very independent since you were little and when it came to boys, you didn’t waste your energy and you kept going. When you hit about 15, you got massive curves to where you were so sick of wolf-whistles, random phone calls from older guys, and lecture after lecture from your abuela. You learned to have a hot tongue and an independent attitude. When Clay used old pick up lines and things like that, you didn’t fall for until you saw he didn’t give up and you found that very attractive. Your first date was to a carnival and you had a ball. You feel a warm hand on yours and you instantly smile brightly, you blush when he smiles and bites his lip. And to think, you thought all athletes were all money hungry, party-animal, attractive man-whores when Clay was the complete opposite; he was very sweet, kind, and funny.

“I will be honest with you, Elena, everytime I look at you I see absolute beauty, I couldn’t stop thinking about you since the moment I saw you…” You smile and put your other hand on his cheek, lightly stroking it over the table.

“I’m not finished… you are perfect…my dad told my mom this on their second date, and anyone in my family said it to. So here it is…’ You were waiting and you were so excited all of a sudden.

‘…you are good football breeding stock…” You almost choke on your own spit. Did he really tell me that? You gently take your hand out of his and you sit back thinking about what he just said and if it was true.

“I’m what?” You ask in disbelief.

“You are good football breeding stock; perfect hips, the attitude, the beauty, your competitiveness. You are perfect to breed my kids!” He laughs and takes a sip of wine. Tears come to your eyes but you refuse to cry, it shows weakness. You grab your coat and your purse, you grab the red wine bottle, you stand up, and dump red wine all over Clay’s head. Clay looks astonished and confused with a of sadness. You thought Clay was different but now that he said that , he just showed you one thing; all he wanted was sex.

“ELENA! WHAT THE HELL?!” You look at him with no emotion, a stray tear falls out of your eye, causing Clay to look at you in pain.

“Find another breeding whore…” You whisper and walk out, the whole restaurant looking at you with sympathy and shocked. You walk home and tell your roommate. Bella, everything that happened while stuffing your face in Taco Bell and watched novellas all night as you cry.

*32 Days Later…*

“Hey Elena, they need you to work shift today…” Bella says, walking into your room with her purple scrubs on, sitting on your bed as you wake up. You groan and get up, grabbing your scrubs and heading to the bathroom for a quick shower and you and your friend leave after 30 minutes to the hospital. You are checking on patience when you hear a whole bunch of screaming girls down the hall. You look from scanning your next patience file to your left and see the one person you dreaded to see for a while…Clay. He is smiling at all the little girls and boys who have cancer. He looks up and you turn your head back to the file, you still feel his warm eyes on you and you walk to your next room. As the day went on, Clay has tried talking to you numerous times but you rushed into a closing elevator crowded with people or you have a patient excuse. After 2 hours of this going on, you finally lose him go through your last couple of patience.

“The doctor will be right with you…if you need anything just press this button, okay?” You ask the adorable little girl with sparkling green eyes with a smile. She smiles, showing you her missing front teeth and nods. You poke her cheek and leave, waving to her mother and the other little boy. You are about to walk to your right when you run into something hard and you look to see Clay holding you around you waist with a small grin. You scoff and try to pry him off of you when he grabs your hand and drags you to an abandoned room.

“What?” You push him away with all your might but he barely moved. He takes a deep breath and exhales stepping closer to you, taking your small hand into his fairly large one.

“Elena, I’m so sorry I offended you that night, I wasn’t thinking. I lost it, usually a women swoons when I look there way but when I met you, you were a challenge. I love a chase and you are that girl that can keep up with my lifestyle and my ego, keep me straight. You can make me laugh, you are so beautiful in anything, you are so amazing with children, you are literally almost perfect. I said that because my mom and my aunts were the same way; independent and strong with beauty and hold their professional football husbands in line. I want to be like my parents one day, still married and still in love like they just fell in love yesterday. The only thing you are missing is Clay in your life… Please, I just need another chance and I won’t fu-” You grab his face and go on your tip toes and kiss him with so much passion. He snaps out of his trance and wraps his large arms around your waist. You were wrong the whole time and you were falling for Clay and you were around him for a couple hours, he is right. You do need Clay in your life. You pull away from your passionate kiss and look him in the eyes and smile.

“Okay, I’m sorry for dumping wine on your head and avoiding you all day…” You whisper, leaning your forehead against his. He smiles and lightly kisses your neck affectionately.

“The wine may have burned my eyes but it added a nice color and softness to my hair.” You laugh and hide your head in the crook of his neck.

“Okay, now here is your roo-” You are interrupted by Bella wheeling in a small patient who is crying a little. You pull apart and look at the little boy, smiling. Bella shakes her head and whispers to you before leaving, “If I would have waited longer, you would have been bent over the bed, ya nasties…” She laughs and walks right out and you turn red. The little boy instantly stops crying and starts laughing and smiling at Clay.

“Look mowmy, dats Clay! He pway for Packers! You awesome!” He smiles and shows him his Clay Matthews jersey with a smile, looking over to the mom with a smile as you see dark circles under her eyes and a little sadness. Clay and the little boy are talking and laughing and you sit next to the mom.

“I see the way he looks at you, he truly loves you, you know that right?” You look at Clay and you see him smiling at you while the little boy is showing Clay a game on his iPad. You start to feel butterflies and you almost feel the same way.

“I know and I think I love him too…” You whisper with a smile and you never looked back.


Missing The Gods Of The Grid Iron!

As The Weather Gets Warmer, My Thoughts Turn To Mini-Camps. Jeez Louise! Do I Miss Jason Witten!

Sexy As Hell, Baby!

Lazy Saturday *Explict* w/ Luke Kuechly For Anon

Luke Kuechly:

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                “Babe?…” Your boyfriend of 2 years, Luke, whispers huskily in your ear as you lay on your bed. You are watching FIFA World Cup while Luke lays there looking good with nothing but his basketball shorts on. It is a lazy Saturday and you are grateful because you had classes all week and you needed a quick break from the Master’s classes. You feel Luke rubbing your inner thigh under the covers and you cover up a moan with a cough, he gently sucks on your neck, finding the sweet spot. You moan out softly and you pull him on top of you.

                He looks down and kisses down your jaw and neck, sucking and nipping at your skin while rubbing up and down your sides. I moan a little louder and bring his lips to mine, devouring each other in every way. My arms are around his neck pulling him down to my lips as his arms are around my waist rubbing small circles on the top my butt almost. His tongue explores my mouth and I lose it. You jump up and straddle his waist, grinding your hips on his hard on.

                All you are left with is your black lace panties, you blush and turn. He chuckles and looks over your body with so much lust and adoration. Luke stops taking a hardened nipple into his mouth, lightly sucking making you moan loudly. He takes your right one with same care, causing you to moan with same passion. He slowly makes his way down to your navel while taking off my lace panties. His hot tongue traces over your butterfly on your lower belly. You arch your back as his cold fingers slowly takes off your panties, rub around your center slowly torturing you. He finally finds your clit and you moan he rubs slow then picks up the pace and adds 2 long finger inside you. You feel something building up inside of you, you feel something wet on your clit and you scream his name in pure ecstasy, feeling warm everywhere but hot down there. He gets up after lapping up all your sweet juices and takes off his boxers. You kiss him with so much passion and love, breaking apart to look into each other’s eyes. You whimper because he goes slow but goes all the way in. He starts to pick up the pace as he sucks on your neck causing you to moan. You wrap your legs around him, pulling his hair, sucking on his neck.

“Ah! Faster Luke…Harder! Oh, God Please!”You scratch his back in desperation while he grunts and moans as you find his sweet spot behind his ear. He begins to slam his hips inside of you, just the way you like it; you squirm under him in pure pleasure, eventually hitting a spot inside you that is making you go into over drive. The man of your dreams is making your dreams come true. You love this man so much and you wouldn’t give him or this moment up for the world. He looks into your eyes and you mirror his desperate ones, he is trying to find his release.

                “I love you so much, (Y/N) you’re the most beautiful women in the world…” He grunts while thrusting faster and deeper, both your bodies colliding and covered with sweat, which feeling builds inside your stomach again. You release at the same time as him and you both are panting and trying to catch your breath. He pulls the blanket over top of both of you as he pulls out of you, kisses you on the cheek, you turn towards him and stare into his eyes. He looks happy and you smile at him, you turn your attention to the game, Italy VS Uruguay, to see that in the 81`, Uruguay finally scores. You scream and start yelling loudly, ‘GOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAALLLLLLLL!!!’ Luke is laughing and pulls you to him giving you a kiss on your forehead, you lay your head on his chest, snuggling close to his hard chest and wrap your arms around him. He whispers as you are dozing off…

“You are perfect (Y/N)…”