Fics like We're Back where we Started, and Baby, I Don't want to Leave

They were always friends first, fuckbuddies second. Two young players trying to make it, fooling around on the pitch, but not off it – until it became a necessity. Nobody has ever asked Erling how he made it through his ruts during his time in Dortmund, and nobody but Jude will ever know. Just like nobody but him knew back then how Jude looked, flushed from heat, spread out under him and begging Erling to take him apart. They haven't been friends in a while, not really. They barely see each other twice a year on the off-chance of their teams playing each other. They haven't been… anything else even longer. And still, it feels oh-so-familiar when Erling catches his first whiff of Jude’s scent in the tunnel before the game. There is a sweetness in it, which can only mean one thing - that Jude is about to go into heat.

Fics like We're Back where we Started, and Baby, I Don't want to Leave

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