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The lingering scent of Virgil's signature perfume assaults Leo's senses the moment he steps into his room.
He takes a quick look around the room, searching for his surprise guest. Leo notes the gift boxes stacked on the dresser beside his bed, but no sign of Virgil or his luggage. Confused, he checks the bathroom and the closet, half expecting Virgil to jump out yelling "surprise!" but finds neither hair nor hide of his boyfriend.
Disappointed, he returns to the bed, debating if he should open the boxes or put it off till tomorrow. He knew Virgil would not make it. Being born in the summer means while being and dating a professional footballer means sometimes, his birthday happens during international competitions, and as a result, he would have to mark it without his boyfriend present.
But the perfume and the wrapped gifts had made him hope for a moment. They were probably from someone in the team, who thought it would be a source of comfort for him, since Virgil could not be here. It is a sweet and thoughtful gesture, but what Leo wants more than anything is his boyfriend.
If only they could bring him here, right now, without risking his team.
With a sigh, he rests his head on the pillow. There will be time tomorrow to open his presents. Right now, he will get some sleep.
Sleep has almost taken over when Virgil's specialized ringtone fills the room.
“Hello?” he answers without looking.
“Hey Princess,” Virgil's warm voice fills his room. “You didn't open your presents.”
“My birthday is not till tomorrow. It can wait.”
“You'll want to get a head start if you know what is in the boxes,” his boyfriend promises.
Leo’s eyes snap open then, realizing it was a video call. He is greeted with Virgil's perfect face. “Wait, are you here? Did you drop these off?”
“Unfortunately, not. I had someone drop the boxes off. What do you think, Princess?”
“I'd have preferred you.” Leo pouts.
He laughs, his eyes crinkling at the sides beautifully. “Me too, but it is what it is. Why don't you open your presents?”
“What did you get me?” he asks, already reaching for the nearest box. It's thinner and longer than the others. Leo is not sure what it could contain.
Virgil's smile is secretive when he answers. “Only one way to find out.”
“You got me a phone stand?” Leo asks, baffled, as he stares at the object in his hand. What is he supposed to do with a tripod?
“The phone goes there.” His boyfriend clarifies. “It frees your hands for other fun stuff. I want to see you clearly.”
“Oh?”
With Virgil's help and guidance, Leo sets up the phone stand and places it with his phone in a good position.
“Okay,” Virgil says once they're done setting it up. “Now do the next box.”
He sounds way too excited, but Leo is too curious to call him out. The second box turns out to be… a string of ballon d'ors? “Seriously?” He asks with a deadpan. He is not sure at all what he expected but certainly not this. “You got me a string of golden balls?”
Virgil laughs that, like Leo has just said the funniest thing he has ever heard. “Oh, we're going to have so much fun. They're anal beads.”
Oh. “Why are they designed like this?”
“I promised you, remember?” He wiggles his eyebrows.
Yeah. Leo vaguely remembers Virgil saying he wants to stuff the ballon d'ors inside Leo.
“And because I think it's hot, and that blush says you think so too.”
Leo rolls his eyes at him, amused. “You're ridiculous.”
“Come on, you're going to love the other box.”
Knowing what is in this box, he can guess what is in the other box. How… He blinked. He stared at it. He moved it around in his hands. He squeezed it. “Am I seeing things or did you get me your penis, Virgil?”
“Of course you will recognize it. I got it specially made for you. What do you think?”
“It’s your penis. What do you think?”
“For your birthday.”
“For my birthday.” Leo repeats, still dumbfounded. “Where did you even get this done?”
“You should take interest in other things besides football sometimes. There is a whole world for you to explore.”
“Things like creating a copy of your penis.” Leo laughs.
“It is good for days like today when I can't be with you. I thought you may appreciate it.”
“It is very sweet, and I appreciate it.” he says, looking away from the dildo in his hand to stare at his boyfriend on the phone screen. Then he smirks. “You're going to regret giving me this.”
“You think?” Vigil smirks back. “Why don't you put your money where your mouth is. I want to see your ass stuffed with your ballon d'ors.”
It is a good thing he is sitting down because the thought of riding Virgil's cock while his boyfriend watches sends all his blood rushing to his penis.
“Fuck! Playing dirty already?”
Virgil laughs. “You started it.”
Leo picks up the beds, weighing them in his palm. It is quite heavy, but not too heavy that he is worried about getting hurt. It seems his boyfriend took that into consideration, just like he does everything.
He strips his clothes off, slowly and deliberately, putting on a show for Virgil. Once that is done, he lubes a finger up and then inserts it into his hole.
“You're so beautiful, I want to eat you out.” Virgil breaths. “Come on, add another finger. Let me see how that hole opens up.”
Leo does as he is told. Soon, he adds a third finger and in no time, he is pressing the first ball into his hole.
“How does it feel?” Virgil asks.
“A bit cool,” He sighs. “Small.”
“Size queen.” His boyfriend teases.
“Whose fault is that?”
“Guilty.” Virgil laughs. “Okay, now add the second.”
Leo adds the second, and then the third. He groans as the burn of the fourth ball.
“Get on your knees,” Virgil orders with a rough voice. “I want to see how your hole looks.”
The balls move a bit inside him as he moves to obey the order, sending pleasure throughout his body. He turns around, his ass to the camera to give his boyfriend a good view.
“How do you feel?” Virgil groans. He sounds like he is touching himself but Leo is too focused on holding the balls inside him to check.
“So full…” He moans. Why haven't they done this before?
“Your ass looks it, it's trying to close around the last ball but it can't. Come on, Princess, I want to see you pull it out and shove it right back. You'll feel even better.”
“Yes…” Leo moans, following the instructions. “So good.” His cock hangs between his legs, leaking a steady stream of precum. Leo reaches out a hand to grab it, stroking lightly as his other hand plays with the balls in his ass.
“Now rip them off.”
Leo is too far gone to question his boyfriend when he sounds like he does. His orgasm hits him hard and unexpectedly.
“You're so perfect, Princess.” Virgil is saying when becomes aware of his surroundings again. “What I wouldn't give to lick the cum off you.”
“Thank you for my ballon d'ors.”
“Anything for you, baby. You're stretched enough to take my cock. Do you think you have one more in you?”
Leo doesn't need to be told twice. With how stretched he is, he only needs to lube the dido before pressing it into his already lose hole. He groans as the dildo fills him. It is big and perfect and it fills him up so good, it feels just like the real thing.
“Grab the remote and lay down.” Virgil urges.
“You got a remote for it?”
“Yep! It's fitted with some fun features, you're going to love it.”
Quickly, he reaches for the remote control, pushing the first button his finger touches.
The coco pulses inside him in response and Leo sinks further into the bed.
“Oh, fuck. You look so good. You belong on a cock. Getting fucked whenever you're not on the pitch.”
“Yes… It's hitting all the best places, V.”
“Does it feel like me cock? Can you tell the difference?”
“Almost like your cock, but not enough,” Leo sobs at the sensation as the he pushes the second button and the dildo starts thrusting harder into him. “Why aren't you here? I need you here.”
“Soon, baby. I'll be with you as soon as this tournament is over. Going to fuck you so good when we meet. You'll be a good girl and take it like the pillow princess that you are, won't you?”
“Yes! I'll be so good for you.”
“My good boy. So perfect for me, taking my cock so well.”
Leo sobs, every nerve feels alive in his body. It's overwhelming.
“Are you close? Will you come for me, Princess?”
“Yes! I want to come!”
“Me too, you're so hot,” Virgil pants, and Leo can hear the strain in his voice. “I want to come all over you. Mark you up so everyone knows you're mine.”
In that moment, lifts his head to look at his boyfriend on his phone screen. The sight of Virgil's beautiful face, flushed with arousal pushes him over the edge.
He screams as his orgasm rips through him, knocking him unconscious.
He wakes up a while later, Dibu is wrapped around him like a shield, sound asleep as he cuddles Leo tightly.
The boxes and the toys have been cleared off. Leo is in a fresh pair of boxers. Seems like Dibu also cleaned up.
He blushes, embarrassed at the thought of Dibu finding him, unconscious, post orgasm.
He grabs his phone from the dresser beside the bed.
There's a message from Virgil.
Seems like I wore you out. Called in your teammate to keep you company. Happy birthday, Princess.