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Erling and Jude are good friends. Jude plays against Norway while in pre-heat. Smut ensues.
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16 Jul 2026
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“It’s very hard for me to stay in control of myself right now.” He said. And now, Jude was mad. “I told you to leave!” His voice was threatening to become pathetically desperate. “Why the fuck did you come in here? I can’t take it and you know that!”
Erlings eyes darted down to the obvious tent in his joggers. He nodded. “If I leave now, you’re going to spend all night crying for a knot. Isn’t that right? And because you’ve scented me, you’re going to be hoping it was mine.”
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once you've seen it with your eyes, i want you surprised by SOH_BLue
Fandoms: Men's Football RPF
14 Jul 2026
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An incoming FaceTime call breaks the silence in the hotel room and Erling’s heart almost falls out of his ass when he clambers onto the bed to see that it’s none other than Jude who’s calling. The guilt instantly multiplies. It had only been a few hours since Erling had congratulated his former teammate on the England win, since they’d bantered like the old friends that they were, and here he was, alone in his hotel room and objectifying Jude like–
He doesn’t finish that thought and swipes the bar across the screen to accept the call before it drops.
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“How about this,” Erling said as he finally came to a stop in whatever room he was pacing around. “If you win on Saturday, you can pin me down and have your filthy way with me. And if I win — ”
“You won’t win.”Jude and Erling make a gentleman’s bet.
Bookmarked by ak888
16 Jul 2026
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just a bit o' banter!
and smut too iguess
so lovely to read
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"Don’t." Jude gasped, already scrambling out of the booth. His legs nearly buckled, the world tilting with need. "Headache. Tired. I’m—I’m going. Don’t follow."
He fled before Erling could respond, shouldering through the crowd, hot and dizzy and terrified.
Every step sent a jolt of emptiness through him, his hole clenching around nothing, slick soaking his boxers. The omega inside him was screaming, crying, begging to turn around and crawl into the alpha’s lap. Jude bit his lip until he tasted copper and kept moving.
Erling watched him go, heart pounding a war drum against his ribs. Every instinct he had demanded he chase— the omega was in distress, his omega, entering heat in a dangerous place.
But Jude had said don’t follow.
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Bookmarked by ak888
15 Jul 2026
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this one brought the belly tingles
even w the smut the development of the pining and smut was so good
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What would happen if Marcus was brave enough to tell Oliver they are soulmates as soon as he finds out?
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20 Jun 2026
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Flint shrugged. “I broke a chair and started crying, so I'm impressed you took it better than me.”
When the words You sure, lion cub? Appeared on his collarbone, Oliver let himself cry.
love this! it's almost like a fix it fic that goes into the future. i liked flint trying to win o-wood back (get it get it??)
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it's so easy... to love in love (olivia dean)