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A video showing Jude's Real Madrid teammates talking about his alleged relationship with Erling Haaland is leaked to the press, and it threatens to ruin Jude's career.
Erling flies to Madrid in an attempt to figure things out.
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- Part 1 of Haalinghamverse
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The line goes silent. Dead silent, at least from Jude’s end. Erling hopes, prays, even, that Jude can hear him fucking his fist. That in whatever hotel bed he’s staying in, Jude’s fisting the sheets, maybe his cock, too, to the mental image Erling is painting for him.
“Are you seriously doing what I think you’re doing?” Jude’s exactly where he wants him, back to the goal, locked onto him, and only him.
“Depends,” Erling huffs. It sounds gruff, even to his own ears. “What do you think I’m doing?”
or Haaland feels...inspired by recent social media trends to give his old friend Jude a call.
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Jude does his best to give nothing. The bedsheets provide him no strength, but he fists them anyway, where they're pooled at his knees. Desperate for anchor.
It’s not his strong suit. He’s expressive, and he knows it.
Knows Erling knows it.
“I am balls deep inside you.” Jude twitches at that. Twitches around where Erling is, just as he said, still buried to the hilt, “yet you are confused?”
Jude has an embarrassing question after sex. Erling (kind of) answers it.
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“You’re pouting, Jude, like a child,” Erling had said.
“I’m not a child,” he’d defended himself.
“Oh? You are a big boy now?” Erling’s mouth was curled conspiratorially, and Jude thought he must have imagined the glint in his eye, though he knew without a shadow of a doubt that he had not.
Or, Jude is alone with Erling for the first time in a long time.
He makes bad decisions.