Caitlin Clark X Reader - Blog Posts

꣑୧ summary— Your girlfriend Caitlin Clark can’t stop herself from coming home after a rough game and taking it out on you

warnings— strap on sex, degradation, dacryphilia

Her strong hands hold your hips pushing back against her as she fucks you from behind. The feeling of her strap pushing against your gummy walls hitting that sweet spot inside you that makes you see stars had you a moaning mess under her. You couldn’t even try to stop the sounds leaving your mouth, the pleasure she was giving you was just too much. You already came once and now she was pushing you to cum again, the overstimulation turning you into a mess under her.

“Fuck you like this shit don’t you, it don’t matter how I play you just know your getting fucked either way” She groans thrusting the strap harder into you, her hands squeezing your hips, as she pushes you on her strap.

You try to speak but your head felt too fuzzy with the way she was speaking to you and fucking your “Yes Caitlin- please- p-please” you whine not even knowing what your whining for, just wanting pleasure from the girl behind you.

She smirks and flips you both over so you’re now on your back, her hand comes to hold both of yours above your head, restricting your movements. Caitlin looks down at you while she hovers above you the strap still inside you but unmoving. She watches you squirm under her “Poor baby can’t do anything for herself huh, need me to do everything” she husks in your ear bending down to leave warm kisses down your neck.

Your hips jerk up trying to get some kind of pleasure but she moves away from your neck holding your stomach down with her hand stopping you from fucking yourself on her strap. Starting to move her hips again she goes faster, her hips slamming into yours, as she fucks you with her strap. She fucks you harder than before her hand on your stomach moving down to rub your clit between your folds “Fucking slut all you care about is getting fucked” she groans pushing her strap deeper into you.

Once she sees your about to cum she speeds up her movements, letting go of your hands above your head to hold your hip. She keeps your still as she fucks into you “Please Caitl— mm gonna cum” you moan your back arching slightly.

She smirks and moves her head down to kiss you as she continues to fuck you. Pulling away from the kiss she lets go of your hip and brings her hand up to wipe your fallen tears “Go on princess cum for me” she says rubbing your clit faster until your cumming onto her strap.

꣑୧ summary— thinking about Caitlin Clark eating you out like it’s her last meal, making you come again and again till you can’t take it anymore

warnings— smut, nsfw

Her tongue licks through folds as your hips twitch up, her veiny big hands hold your hips down on the bed “Come on baby give me one more I know you can” she mumbles looking up at you, through your legs.

She’s been eating you out for god knows how long, her mouth and fingers making you come over and over.

“P-please Cait no more” you whine your hand trying to push her head away from your core.

Caitlin shakes her head “You can give me one more baby, come on” she praises you. Her mouth comes to suck on your bundle of nerves as her fingers dip down and sink into you.

Her two fingers inside you pump in and out of you as you moan and whine under her. Your stomach tightens and your leg squeeze around her head, you can’t remember how many times you came tonight.

You were so overstimulated every move she made on you went straight to the band tightening in your stomach, your body flinching. Feeling your orgasm building up again your whine grabbing onto her head, her mouth pulls off your clit and she leaves a kiss on the bundle of nerves. Before looking up at your fucked out face. She could eat you out for hours until you were crying and weak, not able to move a muscle.

“You gonna come princess? Come on give to me” Caitlin whispers to your fastening the pace of her fingers inside you. Her fingers hit that sweet spot inside you over and over and her thumb comes to rub your clit in circles. Until you your juices were dropping down her fingers, and in her mouth. She licks her fingers clean then cleans you up with her tongue, your legs shaking as she overstimulates you even more than before.

She shushes you “shh it’s okay baby you did so good for me princess” she whispers moving up and kissing your head her hand smoothing your hair.

Forgotten Date

Caitlin Clark x Fem

Synopsis: After getting drafted Caitlin has been working so hard for Indiana Fever she seems to accidentally forget about you. Once she realizes she can’t help but want to make it up to you.



After being the number one pick in the WNBA draft, Caitlin your girlfriend has been working harder than she ever has. College basketball was nothing like this league, it was a whole new level and it was exhausting for her and her new teammates. You moved with Caitlin to Indiana because she loved you and wanted you to be with her while she lives out her dreams.

But watching your girlfriend work her ass off all the time and come home exhausted was not a sight you liked to see.

All Caitlin did was work, in the gym on the court, off the court. The whole world was watching her, expecting her to change the WNBA. It was so much pressure on her and recently every time you woke up in the morning, she was never there, never home. She left you notes, texts, food but wasn’t around physically.

You missed her so much and it was crazy because you lived with her so you shouldn’t because you live together.

“Caitlin I’m still making dinner call me back when you can I love you” You say into the phone leaving her a voicemail, after she didn’t answer your first two calls.

Knowing her she was probably at practice or the gym, so you put your phone down and go back to cooking. Caitlin knew you were going to cook for the two of you, you told her this morning. It was supposed to be a cute little date for you both since you haven’t been spending much time together and you just wanted to cheer her up.

The dinner was her favorite kind of pasta with grilled chicken you cooked and seasoned yourself and garlic bread. You spent all morning at the grocery store looking for ingredients and all afternoon cooking.

You set up the table and lit some candles, putting a vase down with fresh flowers you picked up today.

You sat at the table, staring at the empty chair across from you, the food growing cold on the plates. The silence in the room felt heavy, pressing down on you as you pushed the fork around your untouched meal. Each passing minute made the ache in your chest deepen, the disappointment settling in like a dull, unshakeable weight.

You called her multiple times, eleven to be exact at different times. She knew about this, she agreed and she didn’t show up.

You sat alone at the table, the flickering candlelight making soft shadows around the room. The food that you had carefully prepared sat untouched, their warmth slowly fading as the minutes ticked by. With each passing moment, the silence in the room grew heavier, and the hope that your girlfriend might still walk through the door began to fade, leaving only the sting of disappointment in its place.

After more than enough time you get up leaving the untouched food in its place, not bothering to clean anything up.

Walking into the room you shared with Caitlin you couldn’t even stand there for more than a minute before grabbing your bag and leaving.

You step out of your apartment, the click of the door behind you echoing in the quiet hallway. The evening air hits your face as you walk down the stairs, each step heavier than the last. You’re not sure where you’re going, but staying inside wasn’t an option. Not tonight.

She bailed on dinner didn’t even bother to show up. No call, no text, nothing you waited for an hour for her after she wasn’t even home all day.

You find yourself outside, the city buzzing around you, people going about their lives. Couples pass by, holding hands, laughing. It stings more than you expected, all you wanted was her but she couldn’t be there.

You pull your jacket tighter, feeling the chill that isn’t just from the night. There’s a knot in your chest, a mix of frustration, sadness, and something else—something harder to name. You wonder if it’s worth it, if she’s worth it, or if you’re just clinging to something that’s slipping away.

But for now, you keep walking, hoping the movement will take you somewhere, anywhere that feels less empty.

Ending up at the park you sit down on the bench you body heavy with emotions from tonight.

The park is quiet, the kind of place you go when you need to think, to clear your head. Trees sway gently in the breeze, their leaves rustling like whispers in the dark. You wonder what went wrong this time—was she really that busy, or did she just forget you?

Only an hour after you sat down your phone started going off, texts from Caitlin saying how sorry she is and calls over and over.

Caitlin stepping in side your shared apartment her heart dropping to her stomach when she saw the dinner she forgot of. She called you over and over and you declined every call even though you did wish to hear her voice.

The one thing you forgot was that the two do you shared locations so when Caitlin showed up at the park walking towards you a frown on her lips.

She’s walking toward you, her pace quickening as she spots you. There’s an urgency in her steps, in the way she calls your name. You hear her, but instead of walking towards her you get up walking the opposite direction, crossing your arms.

But she was taller than you and faster so she reaches you, slightly out of breath, her eyes searching yours.

“Hey,” she says softly, trying to catch your attention. You can hear the apology in her voice, but it feels like it’s too late. You keep walking, and she falls into step beside you.

“I’m sorry,” she starts, her voice filled with guilt. “I didn’t mean to forget I just- I got caught up in the gym, and time slipped away. I know that’s not an excuse”

You look up at her for a moment your eyes filled with unshed tears. But you don’t say a word to her, just continuing to walk. Caitlin reaches out to you grabbing your arming turn you to face her, the two of you stand still staring at one another.

“Please,” she pleads, her voice softer now, almost vulnerable “Talk to me” she begs.

“I miss you Caitlin and we live together so I shouldn’t miss you— I just wanna be with you that’s why I came half way across America for you and your never here and when you are your tired and that’s not your fault but it hurts” You vent to her a tear drop falling down your cheek.

Her eyes look at you filled with guilt, her handing coming up to wipe the tear on your cheek. Her thumb caresses your cheek rubbing back and forth— she never realized how hard this was for you, not just her.

“I’m so sorry baby I love you so much and I will make time for you- I promise” She says to you her hand coming down from your cheek to grab your hand.

Her lips turn up to a small smile causing one to fall upon your face “I’m sorry let me make it up to you please” Caitlin asks her brown hair falling over her face as she looks down at you.

Your hand comes up hesitantly to brush a piece of her hair behind her ear. Your hand stays on her face before slowly pulling her closer to you “Okay make it up to me” you whisper before closing the gap between you both, your lips crashing into each other.

Caitlin pulls away first “Come on I have an idea” she says her hand coming to hold yours pulling you with her as she walks down the pathway out of the park.

“Where are we going?” You ask her laughing a bit she flashes you a small, playful smile, hoping it would help with the nervous flutter in your chest “You’ll see” she say, trying to sound lighthearted “Just trust me” you nod at her words following her.

The streets are quiet as you bothwalk, the sky fading into shades of pink and purple as the sun dips below the horizon. You steal a glance at her, catching the way her lips are set in a thoughtful line. You can tell she’s still upset, at what she did to you today for all she has done recently unknowingly.

After a few minutes, you turn a corner, and there it is, the little ice cream shop you both love, the one you haven’t visited in what feels like ages.

“ Ice cream?” she asks, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she looks at you.

“Ice cream,” you confirm, grinning as you pull her towards the entrance “My treat. You can pick anything you want” she tells you pulling you inside the shop.

You both take your ice creams and find a spot by the window, the two of you settling into a comfortable silence as you start to eat. The cool, sweet taste melts on your tongue, and you savor the moment, the simple joy of being here with her, of seeing her smile again.

She looks up at you after a few bites, her eyes meeting yours with a warmth that you always found comfort in.

“Thank you” she says quietly, and you can hear the sincerity in her voice. Your brows furrowed confused on why she was thanking you in the first place.

“I needed this, and I need you your the reason I work so hard I want to make you proud- I want us to be happy” Caitlin says her hand dropping from her ice cream to grab your hand over the table.

As you sit there, sharing ice cream and quiet conversation, you feel the weight between you lifting, the bond you share growing stronger with each passing moment. You know that things aren’t perfect, that there’s still work to be done, but right now, in this moment, she made you happy. And that’s all that matters.

Hard Launch

Caitlin Clark X Fem Blurb

Synopsis: After dating for a year Caitlin decides today would be the best day to hard launch your relationship together.

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I can’t believe all of the amazing things that have happened to me this year especially my girl that has stuck with me through thick and thin :) I’m so grateful for her ;) Love you baby

aliyah.boston my babies 🫶🏽

y/n y/l aw love you to cc

gabbie.marshall can’t believe it’s been over a year congrats guys

katemartin your welcome 😊

caitlinclark22 @katemartin stop taking credit for my relationship

y/n y/l @caitlinclark22 she did force us together baby

sabrina_i cuties ❤️

overtimewbb goals

lexiehulll best couple out here

paigebueckers favorite gay couple 🙏

y/n y/l @paigebueckers don’t make me say it paige

paigebueckers @y/ny/l IM SORRY

nalyssasmith my girlssss 🖤

You reply to a few of the comments under Caitlin’s post seeing a few comments from some fans that made you smile at how supportive they were. That didn’t take away from the trolls and rude comments as well but you ignored them because the good comments out weighted the bad.

Caitlin comes over to you on the couch slinging her arm around your shoulder, looking over you to see your phone “See I told you people would support us” she says proud of herself and her fans for making her right, once again.

“But some people said this” You point to some of the mean comments dissing your relationship. Reading the comments Caitlin grabs your phone shutting it off and putting in her pocket “So what? Those are a few random people your never gonna meet in your life. Who cares what they say I love you and that’s all that matters right?” Caitlin asks you her hand coming to hold your cheek in place so she can look at you.

Eye contact was always important to her, she loved looking into your eyes knowing you were looking back at her. You nod leaning into her hand “Yeah I know I love you too” you say quietly, that is she weren’t sitting infront of you herself she wouldn’t be able to hear you.

Her hand pulls you closer to her until your lips connect, you kiss her back. This wasn’t a normal kiss it was her showing you how much she loved you. The kiss was soft and slowly her hands holding you to her, all she wanted to do was protect you from the world. She never kept your relationship a secret more so private, for the past year she was scared for you, and what the fans would say or do to you. But with all the media and fame she has gotten, with getting drafted she wanted the world to know she was yours and you were hers. She loved you more than anything, that’s why you moved with her all the way to Indiana, so she could live her dreams with you by her side the whole time.

Caitlin pulls away from the kiss first, her thumb caresses the side of your face “You mean everything to me you know that right?” she asks you. This isn’t the first time she asked you something like this, she always made sure you knew how much she loved you and cared for you.

“Yeah I know you mean everything to me too that’s why we’re here with me by your side while you live out your basketball dreams” You reply to her your hand coming to hold her waist, rubbing up and down on the soft skin under her shirt. Caitlin visibly relaxes when your hands touch her skin, her eyes softening as she looks at you.

Now the whole world knows you together, which means she can show you off to everyone as her girlfriend. Caitlin jumps up from the couch “Come on get ready let’s go out so everyone can see you’re my girl” she beams excitedly.

Your furrow your brows “Baby you all ready posted it. Who are we seeing outside?” you ask her confused as her hands pull you up from the couch. She shrugs “I don’t know fans maybe, someone, a rando I don’t care” she tells you dragging you into your shared room.

All Caitlin could think about was how you were her girl and everyone now knew it.

Caitlin Clark NSFW Headcannons

Pleasure top

Rough after a bad game

Uses you to get rid of her anger and frustrations after games

Holds your head in place by your hair

Caitlin moans under you her muscles tightening “Fuck baby keep going” she tells you her hand moving to your head. She pulls your head into a makeshift ponytail pushing you farther into her cunt. You suck and bite at her clit your hand moving from her thigh to her hole. You push two fingers into her causing her to moan again “Good girl just like that” she encourages you to keep going her hand tightening in your hair pulling slightly.

Mostly dominant unless it’s a special occasion

Strap game is crazy

Jealous-strap mad-strap annoyed-strap

Makes you ride her when she’s too tired to do all the work

Her hand grip onto your hips squeezing you “Come on baby ride it for me” she tells you pulling you up and down on her strap. She moved you like a doll made you look perfect on top of her. The strap pushing down on her clit rubbing back and forth causing her stomach to tighten. You move your hips up and down the strap pushing deep inside you, you can feel it in your stomach. Moaning you move your head down and kiss her sloppily “Look Cait feel- you” you moan when she snaps her hips into yours, the strap going further inside you hitting your G spot.

Caitlin looks down at your stomach one of her hands pushing down on your stomach feeling the outline of the strap. She moans “Fuck so deep inside you princess” she snaps her hips up trying to chase her own high. You follow her hips pushing down on the strap causing the strap to push harder on her clit.

She gives your hickeys everywhere

Never lets you take control by yourself she has to let you

You leave hickeys on places people can’t see because of the media

Aftercare is the best

Hot showers together her doing your hair for you and washing your body

Checking up on you 24/7

“You sure your okay baby? “

“Do you need anything?”

“Was I too rough baby?”

Loves taking care of you after sex

Could and would eat you out for hours

Overstimulates you too much by accident

Caitlin Clark X Fem Headcannons

She is the sweetest girlfriend ever

Always staring at you no matter where she is her eyes are always drawn to you

Super touchy- physical touch is her love language

Caitlin loves to teaches you basketball

Caitlin’s hands hold your waist behind you, while you fiddle with the basketball in your hands. She bends her head down so it can lean on your shoulder “Come on baby shoot just like I taught you” she whispers letting go of your waist and moving to stand a few steps behind you. Looking back at her for confirmation she nods and you turn around “I’ll try Cait” you say before bending your arms and shooting the ball just like she taught you.

The ball swirls around the net before falling you and you start laughing “I thought it was gonna go in for a second” you say through your laughter. Caitlin hands fall down to her sides “Me too” she shakes her head before grabbing another ball. You shake your head no and cross your arms “Come on it’s been an hour I’m tired” you complain to her.

“Just make one more three pointer and we go home baby I promise” Caitlin tells you handing you the ball. She motions you to shoot once again “Fine but you’re giving me a massage after this I’m so sore” you point your finger at her while you talk. Turning away from her back to face the basketball hoop you bend your knees slightly shooting the ball and successfully landing a three. You jump up and down and clap your hand “I did it I did it” you laugh turning around and grabbing her cheek pulling her down into a kiss.

Wearing her jersey to basketball games and cheering her on court side

Good luck kisses before every game and after

You do her hair for her before you guys go out or before games

She’s a golden retriever girlfriend

Cooking for her while she watches and pretends to help and distracts you

You pour the pasta into the pot of boiling water before turning around to Caitlin who was sitting on the counter behind you. She pulls your head up, each of her hands on your cheeks “Your so pretty” she tells you leaning down and kissing your lips. You moan into the kiss softly before pulling away “Your gonna make me burn the food” you turn around abruptly before grabbing the sauce and pouring it into the pan with meatballs on the stove.

Caitlin grabs some of the cut tomato’s next to her and starts eating a few secretly. Hearing her chewing you turn around “CAITLIN” you gasp grabbing the bowl and moving it away from her grabby hands. She rolls her eyes “You do this every time babe” you scold her. She shrugs and jumps off the course wrapping her arms around you from behind “I’m hungry” she whines into your neck leaving wet open mouthed kisses there.

“Fuck Cait” you moan leaning your head back melting into her arms. She smirks into your neck proud of herself, she keeps going pulling your short down slightly to kiss your shoulders “Doing so good for me” she tells you before you push her off of you turning around to face her. You sigh “Caitlin I can’t cook with you here you keep distracting me” you tell her looking up at the six foot tall girl in front of you. She smiles “Yeah you know hard it is for me to focus on basketball when your pretty ass is sitting court side” she says looking down at you.

She drives you around your her passenger princess

Big spoon she loves to hold you in her arms but after a bad game all she wants is for you to hold her

Calls you baby, princess, my girl

You and Gabby always tries to dress Kate and Caitlin for events

Randomly tickles you to get what she wants

You try and push Caitlin off of you but it goes to no use as her stronger arms hold you under her “Come on just come to the gym with me this once” she begs you. Squirming under you shake your head no again “You said that last time and I was sore for like a week I don’t want to” you tell her sternly before squealing as her hands come down to tickle your stomach.

“No no no- stop- Caitlin- no please” you try to talk between laughs. She laughs at your “Just say yes and I’ll stop” she demands still laughing at you. Breathing heavily your stomach starts to feel heavy “I can’t breathe” you say breathily and she shrugs “Fine fine I’ll go I go” you go into her request. Her attack on your stops and she lays down on top of you her head in the crook of your neck “Thanks baby” she smiles kissing your neck as you grumble about it.

So protective of you

Loves seeing you where her clothes or jersey

Loves getting flowers or giving them

Posts about you on instagram

Jealousy comes so easily to her she hates when people are checking you out or random people touching you

Talks about every she’s very big on communication between you both

UGHHH I WANT HER TO LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT

FINALLY

Its you, it always has been - Caitlin Clark .2

Caitlin Clark x teammate reader

Summary: Caitlin shows up to Kate house to get reassurance from her friend. One thing leads to another she confronts Connor and confesses.

Warnings: Connor, cheating?, Kissing, hinting to sex

Authors note: This is ass but enjoy!

“Damn what happened to you” Kate says with a laugh as she opens the door wider to let Caitlin in. She hasn’t seen Caitlin look this shocked in a while. It has been two days since the Connor and shower incident. Lets just say y'all woke up together..

“Am I gay?” Kate laughs out loud at Caitlins words. “Oh my god Caitlin, I don’t know.” Kate can barely get the sentence out from all of the laughing. Never heard her friend say something like this. “KATE I FUCKED ONE OF OUR TEAMMATES AND I LIKED IT AND I THINK I HAVE FEELINGS FOR HER BUT IM WITH CONNOR AND I DONT EVEN FUCKING LIKE HIM BUT I LOVE THIS GIRL SO MUCH” Caitlin screams out in one breath. Making Kate’s laughing stop immediately and her face drop.

“Oh, umm okay.” Kate says, still in shock on what just happened. “Well, umm come and sit.” She gestures to the grey couch. Caitlin practically runs to it and faces Kate, putting her hands on Kate’s knee for her to be serious. “Kate, I liked it. She told me she did as well and she said she would do it again if she had the chance.” “Who?” Kate asks like a teenage girl in middle school, hearing the latest gossip her friend is spilling. “Promise you won’t say anything.” Immediately after Caitlin says it Kate throws up her pinky. “I promise”

“Okay, it’s ____” Caitlin says under her breath, almost inaudible but Kate heard it, she knew she heard it when Kate gasped like she just witnessed a crime scene. “Be so for real.” She said. Not believing the brunette. “Kate I’m dead fucking serious. And I’m in love with her. Is that gay?” Caitlin asks furrowing her brows asking the question. “Yeah that’s really gay Cait. So what are you gonna do?” Seconds pass before Caitlin answers “I don’t know. What will the public think?” “If it’s true love you feel for her, it doesn’t matter what they think”It feels like a century before Caitlin speaks again“You know what. Fuck it.” She says before jumping off Kate’s couch and running out the door. “Text me!” Kate screams before the door shuts.

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Caitlins Pov:

I take a deep breath looking at our apartment. I’m about to do this, I don’t know what will happen. To be honest, I’m fucking terrified.

I grab my key and open the door. Connor is sitting on the couch. Not alone.

“Wow” I say, clapping my hands and slowly walking into the living room. “God!” He jumps, apparently very focused on the blonde on his chest. The naked one in fact. “Caitlin! What the fuck are you doing here!? I thought you left!” “It’s my apartment Connor. It was ours! But now it’s mine. Get out or I’m calling the cops!” I scream at him. The girl on his chest, well not anymore, looking absolutely terrified as she runs to grab her stuff and leaving quickly.

“Your gonna kick me out of my house?!” He screams at me. It doesn’t affect like it used to. “Do you pay bills? Do you clean? Do you cook? No you don’t. So get the fuck out.” He rolls his eyes at me, knowing he can’t fight me on that. “You’re so fucking sick. I hope you fucking die. I hope you loose all your fans doing this. They will see how abusive and toxic you are.” “Oh I’m sure they will, get the fuck out. Take your shit with you.”

I stand at the glass door, watching him and that girl walk away. I feel like my past just walked away from me. He was supposed to be my future. But I’ve found that somewhere else, I’ve found someone else. Some who loves me and cares for me. Someone I deserve.

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Reader Pov:

I pull up to her apartment after her text. I run up the steps to see her at the door. We make eye contact through the glass door. I see tears start to fill her eyes as she send me a smile. She did it.

I rush to open the door and when I do I wrap my arms around her neck quickly. Hers going to their home at my waist. “I’m proud of you, you did what needed to be done.” I say, pushing on the back her head to be deeper in my neck. “I love you.” She says in my neck. My heart drops. She pulls her face out of the crook of my neck to look in my eyes. “I love you too” I pull our faces to meet.

Our lips lock perfectly. Like a puzzle, waiting to be solved. Questions are silenced, the world goes quiet. Nothing but our screaming love for each other. She pulls away to look in my eyes “I love you."

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can you write a cc fic/blurb where she’s with connor but realizes she’s catching feelings for you(iowa wbb player!) and isn’t sure what to do, so she goes to kate, calls monika even, and then shows up at your door talking about how she wants to be with you and has broken up with connor despite what people might say?

Maybe it is you - Caitlin Clark .1

Caitlin Clark x teammate reader

Warnings： C*nnor (a warning himself) | angst to tension | toxic relationships | this might trigger some people so please be aware!! | foul language | mentions of blood | cheating? | WLW allusions |

Summary: After a heated argument with Connor. Caitlin drives to your apartment in tears and you comfort her, one thing leads to another, the tension between the two of you gets brought up.

Caitlin Pov:

Being with Connor in the beginning was great. He was sweet, kind, thoughtful. Until he wasn’t. He started spending more time on his phone. Away from me, pretending like I don’t exist really. So I started hanging out with others. Especially number 8 on the Iowa Women’s Basketball team. She was the sweetest girl I think I have met. Her beautiful hair was always perfect. Even if she thought otherwise. Now that I think about it. She’s just perfect. She’s thoughtful, kind, really funny, and very, very pretty.

“What the fuck is your problem Caitlin.” Connor yelled in her face when she caught him smiling at his phone for the 5th time at the dinner table. “What the fuck is up with you lately.” I say, throwing my spoon down on the table and leaning back in my chair. “Here you fucking go again. On this weird shit thinking I’m cheating.” He says as he runs his hands down his face. “Well I don’t know what you want me to expect when you act like this. How do I know if you aren’t?” “Maybe I fucking am Caitlin. Which I’m not. But if I was, you couldn’t do anything anyways. What would your fans think? Huh?” I feel tears brim my eyes as he finishes his sentence. “Just answer me. Are you cheating on me?” I ask, my voice shaking as I try to speak. “SHUT THE FUCK UP CAITLIN. YOUR SO FUCKING INSANE AND POSSESSIVE.” He says as he stands up and grabs my jaw. “You’re fucking sick.” He spits as he walks away. Leaving me to hold my tears back at the dimly lit dinner table. I taste blood in my mouth from trying to hold my tears back.

I get up quickly and grab my phone, and rush out the door into the pouring rain. I don’t hear him ask where I’m going. He wouldn’t care. I feel a shortness of breath and dizzy as a drive in the rain to her house. I pick my phone up with a shaky hand and call dial her number.

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Reader Pov:

“Hey Caitlin. I was just..” I say before noticing her shaky breath. “Caitlin? Caitlin what’s wrong?” I ask frantically, so many thoughts run in my head before she answers. “Hey um.. c-can I just come to yours and talk.” I hear her sniffle and try to catch her breath. She has called me before after a fight with Connor, so I assume this is the reason. “Babe I need you to breathe. Okay?” I call her babe when I’m serious. Or trying to calm her down. I started doing so after her games when they weren’t good. She just calmed down when I did. I never thought much of it.

I hear her take deep breathes on my command and she tells me she’s here. I run outside in the pouring rain. In her hoodie and a pair of Nike shorts. She gets out of her car and I run to pull her in my arms. I shush her to stop her crying and quick walk her inside my apartment. We don’t speak. We understand each other. It’s always been that way. Just one look between us and we understand what the other is thinking.

“Come, I’ll start a shower for you and make you food.” I say as she finally calms down and sits on the wooden stool in my dining room. We’re both soaking wet and cold. I rush to the bathroom and get the water to a warm temperature before I walk back into the kitchen to throw something in the microwave. I look back and see her sitting there at the island that’s off my kitchen counter. “I missed you” she says, not even looking up. “I missed you too. I always do.” I give her a soft smile before walking around to her. She’s sitting at the perfect height so I can wrap my arms around her wet head. As I cradle her head in my arms. She wraps her arms around my waist.

I feel like we’ve been here for hours before I pull away. “Let’s get you in the shower” I say with a soft voice and walk her to the bathroom. Her face is still sunk in and looks almost empty of color. I take her ‘Iowa Basketball’ sweat shirt off and throw it into the basket. “Let me know when your finished.” I say on my way to turn around when she grabs my wrist. I look at her, thinking something is wrong. “Can you join me?” She speaks softly, almost a whisper, looking into my eyes for an answer. “Yeah, yeah of course.” I say taking my clothes off too. There is this look in her eyes, I just can’t pin point what it is. She gets in first and I get in behind her. The hot water running on her chest as she looks down.

I come up behind her and snake my arms around her waist as I lay my head on her back. I try to comfort her by pressing soft kisses onto her muscular back. Doing so, she turns her head to the side to look at me over her shoulder. “I never liked him much.” Her face doesn’t change as I say that. “I think you deserve better. Someone who would care for you, love you.” I say as she turns around to look at me. She still says nothing as I wrap me arms around her neck. Hers going to my waist to pull me closer into her. Our faces get closer and she speaks. “Would you?”

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Caitlin Clark head cannons

Also more on the clingy side. But not as bad as Paige. She loves to hold your hand or an arm around your shoulder because she just loves physical touch. Especially since ya’ll can’t see each other as much due to Basketball, she loves to soak up as much time with you as she can.

Speaking of physical touch, she loves cuddling. I headcannon her to be a very warm person physically, like everyone who hugs her knows it.

She loves it when you lay on her chest or when she can spoon you and push her face in your neck. But when she has a bad game or practice, she likes it when you hold her and tell her it’s okay.

Speaking of, she has more bad practices than anyone on her team. Because of the pressure to be the best, and being the best. It just pressures her and stresses her out sometimes. This causes her to overwork herself and when she burns out. You’re there to care for her. With a nice bath cooking food and holding her while listening to her problems. Or just letting her fall asleep in your arms.

She is very goofy. As we all know. She loves to pick on you, not in a bad way, but just picking on you. Definitely asks to race you when y’all go on runs. (She ends up cheating) She def like pinches you randomly. Like y’all are out eating, she just pinches your arm. She thinks it’s funny when you jump. And when yall are cuddling she pokes your sides when she is feeling goofy.

I can’t make my mind up. But she is either an extremely light sleeper, or a deep sleeper. Idk but I do know that she wakes up when she doesn’t feel you in her arms. This is a problem for away games because she sleeps better with you. But if you are in her arms, she’s out like a light.

Def a morning person. Like waked up with the fucking birds. You find it really annoying too. Cause she is always trying to wake you up with her to go to the gym or what ever she is doing. But SOMETIMES lets you sleep in when you had a bad night or something.

I love this head cannon. But def notices when something is wrong with you. Like notices immediately. You might not even be talking to anyone but she can just tell. Doesn’t matter how bad you try and hide it she always knows. She sends you a worrying look, silently asking if you’re okay or if you want to leave. If yall can’t leave at the moment, she grabs your hand and rubs circles on your palm.

Not a good cook. Idk just something about her just doesn’t scream good cook. Like she knows how to make the basics like spaghetti or soups. But nothing more than that

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after tweaking her ankle, what caitlin needs is some r & r.

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I got kind of carried away with this one, so it may be a bit chaotic. not a lot of smut, but i thought it worked. thanks for the request. hope yall enjoy! love yall.

Watching Caitlin play always made me unbelievably nervous. It is not that I doubt her skill. I’m not crazy. I mean her constant record breaking, insane scoring, and media attention speak for themselves. I can’t deny that she looks absolutely amazing when she plays the game that she loves, but game day came with so many unknowns. In a perfect world, everyone would play their best every game and the better team would always win. Unfortunately, that wasn’t usually the case. People have off games, refs make bad calls, and sometimes good teams just lose. As nervous as I got, all of that faded when I saw that look on her face. A look of pure joy, passion and excitement. Few things are more beautiful than seeing the person you love accomplish everything that they’ve worked for. I wouldn’t miss one of her games for the world. Every little thing that she did was just more proof of her outstanding talent.There were few things that Caitlin hated more than losing. Those things definitely worried me, but there was another unknown that was worse. Injuries. 

Caitlin had been lucky to avoid major injury during her collegiate career, but that wasn’t the case for other talented players. Hearing about the horrific injuries that other talented players like Paige Bueckers and Azzi Fudd of UCONN and Rori Harmon of Texas and so many others have gone through just reminds you how easily your season could end. It certainly didn’t help knowing the strain that the point guard put on her body. She averages over 30 minutes a game. Her coach has even gone on record to say that she doesn’t take Caitlin out of games when they are winning by a lot. On top of that the brunette is known for selling her fouls as much as possible. She frequently comes to our shared apartment covered in bruises, but that’s just what happens when you are a household name. Defenses are coming after you with the sole goal to shut you down. It didn’t make it any easier on me though. Watching her get shoved and fall to the ground never failed to make my heart stop. Especially when the refs refused to make the obvious call.

When Saturday finally came around, I was pretty nervous. Indiana was typically a tough game for the Hawkeyes  Plus, the game was being streamed on FOX which was a big deal for this team. I vividly remember Caitlin’s buzzer beater against Indiana last year. I don’t think I’d ever seen Caitlin so excited since we started dating. It was moments like those that made up for all the times I held my breath waiting for her to get up or when she would be gone for what felt like weeks at a time. 

We started the day with our normal game day routine. Caitlin had to be at CHA at 1 PM for shoot around before the game at 7 PM. We slept in until about 8:30 which was pretty impressive for Caitlin who typically woke up before the sun. We didn’t actually get out of bed for another hour. I couldn’t bring myself to leave her warm embrace. Once we finally got up, we made breakfast together as the sun shined in through the window of our shared apartment. This had become somewhat of a tradition for the two of us. Intimate moments like this were hard for us to come by during the season. Caitlin had made it a point to spend home game day mornings at home with you. Small domestic things like this helped to calm her nerves and get her in the right mindset. Caitlin was one of the clingiest people I’ve ever met, so it was no surprise that she spent every moment she could with me.

As I cooked our eggs, bacon, and toast, her arms were wrapped around my waist as she stood behind me the entire time. I’d be lying if I said that it wasn’t absolutely adorable the way she followed me around. Once we sat down to eat, her hand was glued to my thigh as we talked about the upcoming game. Caitlin had a habit of rambling about the things that she was passionate about, basketball and occasionally the Chiefs. She explained the whole scouting report and their game plan for the day while we ate. Most of it went over my head, but I just loved to see how invested she got into games.

After we ate, I washed the dishes before helping her straighten her hair. This was probably my favorite tradition. It started the first night I spent at her place back when she was a freshman. We had spent a lot longer in her bed that morning than we did this morning. She eventually had to get up and get ready. That's when I learned that she straightened her hair before every game. I obviously wanted to help in any way that I could, so I did it for her. Of course, she went on to have a 30 point triple double which she insisted was a result of me doing her hair. Now she claimed it was her good luck charm, so I did her hair everyday. I think it was just an excuse for us to spend time together, but she insisted it wasn’t. 

As we made our way to the vanity as she sat down, I grabbed her brush and gently ran it through her brown locks. I plugged her flat iron in before spraying her hair with heat protectant. I quickly traded the brush for my hands as I gently ran my fingers through her hair. My nails lightly scratched her head as she relaxed into me. She leaned back against me. I sectioned her hair into 3 parts. I then started to straighten her relatively straight hair. We sat in a comfortable silence that was occasionally interrupted by her giggles as my touch sent shivers down her body. Once it was straightened to her liking, I brushed it into a perfect ponytail with no bumps. Finally, I slipped on her pre wrap headband. I placed a quick kiss on her head before speaking. “All done sweet girl!” I announce proudly. As much as I pretended to be annoyed by her clinginess, it was actually one of my favorite things about her. I loved to spend time with her as much as she did. 

“It looks perfect. Thank you baby.” She cocked her head to the side to ensure that there were no bumps. She slipped her ponytail to stand up and face me. Her hands found their place on my hips as she connected our lips. I couldn’t help but slightly giggle at her forward approach, but I quickly wrapped my arms around her neck an I kissed her back. Before I realized what was happening, her hand slid under my thighs, so she could pick me up. This only made me giggle again. She walked us back into our room where she set me on the bed. She kept our lips connected as she gently pushed me onto our bed. I pulled back and shook my head at the brunette. 

“Cait, you need to finish getting ready. You need to leave in like 30 minutes . Plus, it’s like a blizzard out there.” I giggled at her as her lips found their way to my neck. I tried to shimmy away from her. 

“Princess, you know I can do a lot in 30 minutes,” she teased as she continued to trail her lips towards my chest. “Plus it’s part of our routine. We can’t just skip it.” I rolled my eyes at her, yet a smile was still glued to my face. She was a really hard person to say no to. It’s not like I didn’t want this to happen. I had been waiting for this all morning, but I still had to attempt to be somewhat responsible. 

“Fine, I’ll give you 15 minutes.” I conceded. I felt her lips form a smirk against my collarbones. My hands rested lightly on the back of her neck as my breaths quickened from her touch. 

“Baby, I only need 10.” Her hands quickly slid under my shirt and she pulled the cloth over my head to expose my bare chest. She clearly wasn’t wasting any time. Her hands found my boobs. She squeezed them gently before wrapping her lips around my nipple and sucking lightly. This immediately elicited a soft moan from my lips as my back arched to bring our bodies closer. She continued to move down my torso, leaving sweet kisses as she went. I grabbed her shirt in an effort to get her to take it off. She giggled against my skin once she got the message. She sat up and pulled her shirt off while maintaining perfect eye contact with me. I bit down on my lip before pulling her back down to meet my lips. My hands cupped her cheeks while her's moved down to the waistband of my pajama pants. I moaned into her mouth. Her fingers quickly found their way under my thong as she softly rubbed circles over my clit. My head fell back to break the kiss as pleasure coursed through my body. Her finger quickly sped up causing me to practically scream. My nails clawed at her back as my hips bucked to meet her movements. 

“Fuck Cait…” I whined as I got extremely close to finishing. Caitlin could clearly sense that, so she gently pushed one of her fingers inside of me with a smirk plastered on her face. It was a smirk that I couldn’t see on account of my eyes being squeezed shut. She speed up her finger as they curved perfectly inside of me

“You look so pretty like this,” she whispered against my lips before placing soft kisses on my cheeks. Her words only made my moans more intense.  My legs slowly spasmed as I finished on her fingers. My breathing was heavy and rapid as the brunette helped me through my orgasm. She slowly pulled her finger out and placed a kiss on my lips. I kissed her back until she pulled back to stand up and change. 

“I told you I only needed 10 minutes.” She had checked the time on her phone.  I laughed at her cocky attitude. 

“What about you?” I asked softly. 

“We don’t have time for that right now, but you can return the favor after the game.” She smirked before starting to get ready.

When she turned around, I noticed the red scratches that I left down her back. I couldn’t hold back the giggle that left my mouth at the sight. Caitlin turned around to look at me with a confused look on her face as she scrunched her eyebrows. 

“Are you laughing at me?” she said with a small smile on her lips.

“No, no, I’m not, I swear!” I protested with a slight smirk still on my face. “It’s uh just…”  I paused as I considered not telling her about the marks on her back. “Um maybe you should go look at your back-” I said quietly. Caitlin finished pulling her sports bra on before heading to the bathroom and turning around to look in the mirror.

“Oh fuck, that’s hot.” She called out to me. “It’s okay. My jersey should cover it.” She said as she walked back into our room. She placed a quick kiss on my lips before she pulled on her Hawkeyes shooting shirt and a pair of shorts. “The girls may have a few questions though,” she winked. I stayed curled up in our bed as I watched her grab her bag. She stood there for a moment as I could tell that she was going over a list of everything she needed. She grinned when she realized that she had everything that she needed. Then, she turned to speak to me before she headed out the door.

“Okay, I’m going to head to Carver-Hawkeye. I’ll see you after the game. Meet me at the tunnel?” 

“Yeah.” I agreed. “Please try and be careful out there, okay? You know how much I worry.” I said sincerely.

“I will. I promise.” Her voice came across soft and sweet. I knew that she wasn’t actually going to do what I asked, but there wasn’t exactly anything I could do about that. “I left you something to wear on the dryer. I love you.” She said as she turned to leave. 

“I love you too, sweet girl! You’re going to do great!” I called out to the point guard. I blew her a kiss as she walked out the door. That was the last part of our routine. She instinctively turned around and grabbed the air as if it was to grab the kiss I blew her. She put her hand over her heart before leaving the apartment. 

I mindlessly scrolled through my phone before I forced myself out of bed to get ready for the game. I found one of Caitlin’s jerseys sitting on the dryer and quietly laughed to myself. I remember the first time I wore her jersey. The look on her face indicated that it really did something for her to see me with her name and number on my back. I got dressed and realized that I was definitely going to need to wear something on account of the blizzard and the bruises on my neck from our earlier activities. I pulled on a pair of jeans and one of Caitlin’s gray hoodies before pulling the jersey over it. I finished getting ready before heading to CHA.

After shoot around in the Hawkeye locker room

The girls were enjoying an hour of down time to change into their jerseys and get ready for the game. Jada, Hannah, Kylie, and Sydney were making a tiktok. Molly and AJ were talking in the corner. Gabbie was braiding Kate’s ponytail. The rest of the girls were getting their hair put up, jerseys on, or looking at their phones. Caitlin had been goofing around for a while before she finally got changed. She pulled her shooting shirt over her head as she grabbed her jersey from her locker when she heard a gasp come from one of the girls and a laugh from another. 

“Oh my god Caitlin, did you get attacked or something?” Taylor asked as she saw the marks on the brunette’s back. Caitlin was confused at first before she remembered the state her back was in. She just laughed at the comment. 

“Holy shit Caitlin…” Kate laughed uncontrollably. “I guess you and your girl had some fun this morning.”

“You’re just mad that I’m getting laid and you're not.” The point guard spoke bluntly as she pulled her jersey over her head. This only caused more laughter to erupt throughout the small room.  Caitlin headed over to the mirror to make sure that they wouldn’t be visible to the thousands of people that would be watching the game. 

Moments before tip off at CHA

My heart was racing as I watched the hawkeye starting 5 take the court. I had a feeling that this was going to be a good game. The first quarter was pretty rough for Caitlin. She missed all 6 of her three point attempts. I could tell that she was frustrated. She was yelling at the refs for not calling fouls which only made me more concerned. Her shot finally fell through the hoop in the second quarter. A wave of relief washed over me. The Hawkeyes were up at the half, so I could finally breathe. It didn’t look like the team was going to have to rely on Caitlin to make another buzzer beater to win the game. Molly was having a great night which made it more fun. Caitlin absolutely loved to watch her teammates do great things. Everything was going well until she went for a layup and got knocked to the ground. I held my breath as I saw her grab her elbow as she layed on the ground for longer than usual. She of course got back up and shot her free throws. This would normally be a good sign, but I knew that she could still be hurt and keep playing. I watched her carefully and she seemed to be doing okay. She made some big shots and some good passes, so I relaxed a bit. 

It wasn’t her best game, but the Hawkeyes had a decent lead of almost 20 going into the 4th quarter. Of course 40 seconds in, Caitin starts limping on her left ankle. Thankfully, she quickly went to the bench and got checked out by the trainers. All I wanted to do was race down to the table and check on her, but before I could move , she was already at the scorer’s table getting ready to check back in. I couldn’t say that I was surprised. There were very few things in this world that could keep her off of the floor. Tweaking her ankle surely wasn’t one of them. She played for about another 6 minutes before coming off of the floor for the rest of the game. Iowa finished the game with a strong win, 84-57, over Indiana. I waited in the tunnel for the girls to come out like I always did. It didn’t take long before I saw Kate. 

“MONEY MARTIN!” I called out playfully which made her look up from her phone. Her lips contorted into a sweet smile when she saw that it was me yelling at her. She walked over and gave me a quick hug. “You guys killed it tonight!” I beamed at the 6 foot blonde. 

“Thanks!” she said through a wide grin. “Cait’s getting checked out by the trainer. You can go and see her if you want.” She spoke softly. 

“Oh okay.” I said as my face turned to one full of worry.

“She’s fine. It’s just a precaution.” She said comfortingly as she rubbed my arm. I nodded as I tried to force a smile. “Besides by the looks of her back. She’s got plans for you…” she teased.

“Oh shut up kate!” I said as I pushed her shoulder. She had started laughing at this point. 

“I’m going to head out. Go get your girl!” She called out as she turned to leave. 

I shook my head as I headed towards the training room. I leaned in the doorway as I watched Caitlin wince in pain as Sarah, one of the athletic training assistants, wrapped her ankle in ice. She roughly ran her hands down her face. 

“Hey…” I called out gently. My voice immediately grabbed her attention as she looked at me. “How’s her ankle?” I asked Sarah. 

“It looks like she just tweaked it, so she should be okay. It’s probably going to be sore for the next couple of days. She needs to take a few days off. I talked to Coach Bluder and we think she should skip practice and rest until Tuesday.”

“Wait what?!” Caitlin interrupted to  protest. “I’m not missing practice. I’m literally fine.” 

“Cait, you are going to do whatever they tell you to do.” I said sternly as I walked over to her. I sat down on the edge of the table she was sitting on. 

“But-” She tried to protest, but I slapped her arm. 

“Stop.” I said before turning back to Sarah to allow her to continue. 

“She needs to take some Advil and ice and elevate it tomorrow. She really should just stay off of it for a day or so. It should feel fine by Tuesday.” Sarah explained. 

“You’ve got it!” I said looking at Caitlin. She took the hint and nodded. Sarah smiled before leaving.

“Alright, let’s get you home, pretty girl.” I said after placing a kiss on her forehead. I reached out my hand to help her down from the training table. 

“I’m fine, you know.” She said as she took my hand and hopped down. She winced slightly when she put weight on the ankle. The adrenalin from the game had come down and caused her to feel the pain in her ankle. 

“Sure,” I said sarcastically as I pulled her arm over my shoulder and picked up her bag. She shifted some of her weight on to me as we walked to the car. 

Once we got home, I helped her up the stairs before sitting her on the couch inside our apartment. I put her bag in our closet before heading to the kitchen to make her something to eat. She tried to get up to be closer to me, but I immediately shut her down.

“Nope. Go sit down.” I pointed as I walked over to her. She begrudgingly sat down. I propped her ankle up on a few pillows and handed her water and Advil that she promptly took. “What are you hungry for?” I asked softly.

“You.” she smirked as she tried to pull me onto her lap. I immediately moved out of her reach and rolled my eyes. I walked back into the kitchen and dug through the freezer. 

“We still have some pasta from Trader Joes?” I called out to the brunette.

“That’s fine.” She said 

“Okay, I started you a bath, so why don’t you go wash up while I finish dinner. I put some epsom salt in the water to help with your ankle.”

“Baby, I’m not some sick puppy. You heard Sarah say that I’ll be fine.”

“Caitlin, why do you have to make everything so difficult? I’m just trying to help.” I sighed as I started the stove. 

“Fine, I’ll take a bath if you get in with me…” 

“I’m finishing dinner right now. Just go take a bath. If you listen to me and let me help you I promise you’ll get what you want. Okay?” 

The thought that you would eventually give in if she just listened to me became intriguing to her as she got up and headed into the bathroom. I headed up the pasta and baked some bread. After about 30 minutes, Caitlin walked out in a USA basketball shirt and a pair of sweats. Her hair was soaking wet. She sat down at the counter and I put her plate in front of her. 

“I’m sorry for being difficult. I really do appreciate you trying to take care of me.” she said sincerely. Her words brought a smile to my face. I sat down next to her. We ate in silence, just enjoying each other's company. A yawn left Caitlin’s mouth after she finished eating which reminded me that she was probably exhausted.

“You ready for bed?” I asked as my hand softly caressed her arm. She nodded and stood up. I followed suit and wrapped my arm around her waist to help her into the room. She headed into the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. I headed back to the kitchen to clean up before doing the same. I changed into my own pajamas. Then, we both climbed into bed. Her arm was loosely wrapped around my shoulder as my head laid on her chest. 

“I’m really proud of you, Cait. You played great!” I mumbled into her chest. My fingers played with the hem of her t shirt. 

“Thanks, baby. I really liked seeing you in the stands with my name on your back.” She placed a kiss on my head. Her attention was focused on the brightly colored graphics for numerous new shows as she scrolled through Netflix to find something for us to watch. My hand gradually moved down. “What about this?” Caitlin asked as the cursor landed on some new show. My hand was now fidgeting with the waistband of her sweatpants.

“Sure,” I said, not even bothering to look at the TV. I had a feeling that we wouldn’t be watching the show for long. Caitlin started the first episode. Her focus was captured by the motion on the screen. She hadn’t seemed to notice my hand getting dangerously close to her panties. I took that as an opportunity to take advantage of her lack of attention. I slipped my hand under the waist of her sweats.

“W-what are you doing, baby girl?” Her voice was slightly shaky as she looked down to meet my gaze with a smirk. 

“I’m returning the favor like I said I would.” The brunette immediately relaxed as she heard my words. I took that as a sign to continue. I used my other hand to pull her in for a kiss. Our lips moved perfectly in sync as I leaned over her as my hand traveled to her panties. A soft moan left her mouth as I rubbed her clothed pussy. I quickly pushed my tongue into her mouth. Her hips grind themselves against my hand. I pulled my lips off of hers. I shifted my body lower as I pulled her sweatpants down along with her underwear. My mouth left soft kisses down her muscular thighs. Caitlin was never especially loud when I went down on her. Her breathing would speed up and she would let out a few groans. She wasn’t one to moan or scream out from pleasure. She would mumble words of praise though. 

“Fuck, please baby girl. Stop teasing.” Her voice was desperate, but still had an edge of dominance. Her hands were tangled in my hard. I couldn’t help, but giggle hearing her beg. I slid my hands under her thighs and brought her pussy close to me. I gently dragged my tongue through her folds. Her breath sped up and her grip on my hair grew tighter. She pulled me closer to her which I took as a sign to speed up my tongue. I sucked on her clit which only caused more groans to leave her mouth.

“Good girl. Just like that.” she mumbled. She pushed the stray hair out of my face, so she could see better. Her eyes were fixed on the sight of me between her legs. I pulled back for a moment. My eyes met Caitlin’s brown ones as I put 2 fingers in my mouth. The site only made Caitlin wetter as I sucked on my fingers. Once they were wet enough, I gently pushed them inside of the point guard. The wave of pleasure that washed through her body caused her head to fall back on to the mattress. My fingers gently curled inside of her tight pussy. Her quick breath and soft groans told me that she’d adjusted to the size. I thrusted them into her faster before reconnecting my lips to her clit. The pleasure caused her hips to buck into my face. I used my free hand to hold her down. Her legs shook slightly as she got closer to the edge. I sped my fingers up as they hit her sweet spot.

“Fuck yes,” she moaned quietly as her legs tightened around my face. She finished soon after as cum ran down her thighs. I thrusted a few more times before pulling my finger out. I wiped the mix of saliva and cum of my lips before shifting myself upwards to connect my lips with hers. Her breath was still erratic, but she quickly gave into the kiss. I pulled away and saw her eyes were heavy.

“I love you, Cait.” I whispered into her ear before returning to my place, curled up next to her side. She wrapped her arm around me to pull me closer to her frame. 

“I love you too.” She spoke through a yawn that reaffirmed my decision for us to go to bed. I shut my eyes and we both drifted off to sleep. 

The Next Morning

I woke up as the sun started to pear in through the window. Despite the freezing temperatures outside, I could still feel the warmth as the light shone into our room. I pulled myself out of bed to make some coffee and a light breakfast. I left our bedroom door open, so I would know when Caitlin woke up. Thankfully, she slept the entire time I was cooking. I brought her a cup of coffee and a plate of food into our room and set it on her nightstand. I crawled back under our covers and into her arms. Her eyes slowly opened when she felt my presence return. 

“Morning,” she mumbled against my forehead.

“Good Morning, baby,” I beamed at the sleepy brunette. “I made you breakfast. It’s on your nightstand.”

“Thanks, pretty girl.” She rubbed her eyes in an attempt to wake herself up. She then pulled me closer into her body. I giggled into her chest. She sat up slightly and took a slip of coffee. I had already eaten, so I just stayed in her embrace as she ate. She tried to get up and take our plates to the kitchen, but I quickly stopped her.  

“I got it,” I said as I grabbed her plate and took it into the kitchen. I turned back to the room to speak to my girlfriend. “Don’t even think about getting out of bed. You are on strict rest and recovery.” She rolled her eyes at me, but listened to my request. I came back with an ice pack which only made her roll her eyes harder. 

“Stop with the attitude. You heard Sarah. Besides you can’t tell me that it doesn’t still hurt,” I sat down on Caitlin’s side of the bed, so I could wrap the ice pack around her ankle. “It’s not super swollen, so I think that's a good sign,” I smiled. 

“Yeah, it’s a little tender, but it doesn’t hurt too bad,” she admitted. She winced slightly as the cold pack touched her skin. I murmured a ‘sorry’ before crawling back into her arms. “Thanks for taking such great care of me. I’m sorry for being a pain in the ass.” She laughed.

“It’s fine. I get it, but we are going to spend the rest of the day resting and relaxing, okay?” I said softly as I laid on her chest.

“As long as I get to do it with you.”