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Jack leans back on his hands. ‘You come all the way up here ask about my ankle? Sweet, you are.’
He’s pushing it. He does that a lot; he can’t help but push, not when it’s Jordan. And not when they’re alone.
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10 Jun 2026
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‘Missed you.’
‘Yeah, well…’ Jack gestures down at himself . ‘Who wouldn’t?’
‘I mean it.’ Jordan runs a hand through his hair and Jack catches sight of the golden band on his left hand. He shifts his eyes away.
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He does the best he can at the moment; he pretends.
Spreads his hands at the referee and pretends that it was an accident.
Blanks his face (because he can't steel his pounding heart) and pretends that doesn't want to punch the snarling Alves in front of him.
Pretends that he is endlessly frustrated by the loss, not the overwhelming urge to push Leo back on the ground.
Pretends that he doesn't want to hear Leo to gasp like that again.
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wait for the time when it comes back around by takingonthesun
Fandoms: Men's Football RPF
26 Dec 2022
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He runs his fingers under the hem of Jack’s shirt, training over the dimples on either side of his spine. ‘It’s mine, isn’t it?’
a fic about ambiguous relationships and complex feelings and jordan's shirt
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Leo does not want to say that it might be related to Kun gaining weight and muscle and looking so buff and so big and so strong. Arms that could lift him off the ground and legs strong enough to hold him while he fucks him, deep and hard.
Okay. It might be related to that.
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“Hanging out with the WAGs are we now? Are we still allowed to call them WAGs?” Kyle Walker had managed to find him at breakfast and Jesse crossed his arms, immediately defensive but with a small smile on his face.
“I don’t think we can, Walks. And I don’t know what you’re on about, I’m the hypeman around here.” Jesse replied, managing to relax some.
Jesse decides to tag along and support his man at Euro 2020.